2k Freestyle Lyrics - Lazy3x & Lil Darkie » LyricsAgni (2024)

2k Freestyle song lyrics penned by Lil Darkie, Lazy3x, music composed by 2dirtyy, and sung by Lazy3x, Lil Darkie.

2k Freestyle Lyrics

[Intro: Lazy3x]2DIRTYYChain, fakeYeah, yeah, uhGlocky, glockyYeah, ayySpaz, spaz (Ayy)[Verse 1: Lazy3x]I grip on the stick, b**ch I grip automaticThese n**gas they fake, they faker than plasticI stay with the tool just like a mechanicYou not gon' shoot n**ga, can itI pull up and shoot, not shootin' no candidsThey bullets they rip 'em, he need a bandageThe hollows will tear through 'em like a fabricBoy stop all the cap, boy stop all the anticsIn these n**gas' songs, they f**k up my adlibsPull up with the chrome and it can get tragicI make him disappear like magicThe Glock with the d**k, it get p*rnographicPull up with the poles, turn him holographicPull up with the beam and I'm wrеakin' havocYou is a b**ch, you not a savageAnd I got yo' b**ch tied up in my atticI put it in rare likе she is hispanicBetter change yo' plan, better change yo' tacticsI pull up on block, then that n**ga panicPull up with the Glock, leave that n**ga tattedBut that n**ga go, better check his statusGet hit with the pole, got that n**ga spazzin'I f**k up her back, I'm givin' her spasmsI'm killin' that n**ga, throw him in a casketBut close yo' eyes before sh*t get graphicPull up with the glizz, split him like a atomMy money is small, my money elasticI leave him underwater, TitanicI poured me a four now I'm finna test itFull clip, shoot a panoramicGet hit with the Glock, change the demographicThat n**ga a snitch, n**ga stop rappin'The bullets they k**s, uh, romanticb**ch I got the clips, boy stop the theatricsThe chopper get wild, but the sh*t get jurrasicPull up with the tool I shoot like a basketPull up with the shot, leave him in a casketMy n**ga stay with it, my n**gas aggressivePull up on that n**ga if he not attentiveNot takin' my chain cus I got a weaponWe can get lit, we can get festiveThe Glock with the d**k, you get molestedThis thing on my side just like a detectiveThe bullets abuse him, we get domesticI bought me designer, boy this sh*t expensivePut him on T.V, uh, ProgressiveI look at your money, that sh*t not impressiveThe glocky is on me, this sh*t is oppressiveThis n**ga get popped like antidepressantPull up with the d**k, I'm sprayin' propellantChopper go sss, FebreezeShawty a thot, she get on her kneesYou don't fit the l**k, don't fit the descriptionb**ch I'm in Detroit, I ball like a PistonPull up on his house, don't need no permissionI leave 'em wrapped up, EgyptianPull up with the beam and eat 'em like SkittlesI send him home, early dismissalAnd I get yo' b**ch, get played like a fiddleThat n**ga want problems he get solved like a riddleThese n**gas they rats, Stuart LittleToo cool for school, I stay in detentionYou say that's yo' b**ch, why she in my mentionsTurn him to a ghost, Danny Phantom (Ha, ha)[Interlude: Lazy3x]Glocky2DIRTYY[Verse 2: Lil Darkie]I'm king of this sh*t, yeah I do it with eleganceI'm the zone I'm in my elementI'm with the spiders and all of 'em venomousCan't give me brain if the b**ch unintelligentHoes are retarded, I guess I'll be celibateIndian n**ga, I'm up on a elephantWhy you be rapping if you so irrelevant?Wait till your genitals go through developmentI hit his skeleton, turn it to gelatinMake his spirit fly up high like a pelicanf**k a human being amount of melaninDoesn't make a n**ga more-so malevolentYou know I tell 'em it, animal delegateStealing and burning and kill for the hell of itAll of these rappers is funny, it evidentAll of 'em f**king witchu for the benefitDo I be f**king with them, it's a negativen**gas be actin' complacent on sedativesAll of yo' music is getting repetitiveLike how I rap on the track but it's better ifI just get credited, I ain't invented itI just be gassing you all off adrenalineI'm so competitiveEveryone got they opinion, but all of it relativeI'm in the cut with my n**gas, bacteriaAlways be honest with n**gas that near to ya'n**gas fall off always acting superiorI'm in the gut of this slu*t, her interiorWanna join us, you don't meet the criteriaI got the rocket that popping in SyriaI be so cold to these n**gas, SiberiaIf I'm on the track, get up, n**ga I carry yaPull out yo' spine, make a n**ga invertebrateI'm in the city, it got a high murder ratepuss* ass n**gas be talking, they sure to hateShould I abort this lil n**ga, that's her debateUhhhPull up I dump out a, “Wait, running man, running man”Someone better get a weight, put a gram on a panb**ch you on the front of gate, jump it then, jump it thenf**k it get a cutter mate, GTA on demandVroom, vroomMight hotwire the whip and I zoom, zoomThese n**gas be sh*ttin' like boom, boomI'm winnin' I'm grinnin', a loon toonThat n**ga want smoke but ain't put inThey butthole, I'm puttin' my foot inGet out of yo' feelings, you could winBut you way too cold to be cool thenAhhI put my d**k in her mouth and she suck it upI'm on your block and I'm barkin' like "What is up"I will not f**k a hoe unless her butt is upn**ga be sucking toes, man what the f**k is up wit' emMy gun on my denim, I send him to heavenI get 'em outside of the 7-ElevenHe want it I bring 'em, a spider I sting 'emThe poison is in 'em, I'm done on the rhythm[Outro: Lil Darkie]Yeahhahahaha

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