Testo 2025 Freestyle

(Shout out to YodaYae)

Five hundred on the coat, I don't even wear it
I just cheated on my ho, she ain't even care (Just pay the guy)
Whole three-five rolled, I ain't even share
Buddy say he in his bag, he ain't even there
Ball on a nigga ass like I got no hair
Man, I swear the niggas trash, shit ain't even fair Laid your bitch on her back, legs in the air
Brodie always stay strapped, keep it everywhere
Bitch always posting on the story, sayin' she demure
Feelin' sick, I need a head doctor, that's the only cure
Geeked up in the whip, bro can't even steer
So much damn loud in my lungs, I can't even hear
All that being loud and them guns don't make niggas fear
Bro still leave your ass drunk like a fuckin' beer
I ain't hanging with you punks, man, you niggas weird
I don't want my bitch in the club, I be insecure
I just took a trip to Icebox, ten in my ears
Time to shit on all of y'all again, it's a new year
Broke her heart and cut her off, she can't even cope
Goddamn, this nigga broke, he don't need a joke
I'ma swim in your ho, I don't need a boat Got a neck full of gold, look like honeycomb
Every time I walk through the door, bitch, like "Honey's home"
Either you get rich or you don't, what the fuck you want?
Paid five hundred for this Bape, feel like Donkey Kong
Smoke five hundred blunts a day, I'm like Cheech & Chong
You ain't got to go get paid, man, to each his own
I ain't finna follow in your steps, boy, you on your own
Told the cougar bitch I'm eighteen, she like, "You ain't grown"
Shit, but my money grown
Yeah, my money long, she like, "You turn me on"
Fifteen ain't enough, slap the thirty on
I be gettin' higher than a bitch, I be very stoned
On a plane flying with a zip in my carry-on
Nah, I ain't done yet, let me carry on
My freak bitch love Sexyy Red, she know every song
Freak bitch, love giving head, she don't have a dome
Bro be in the streets all night like he don't have a home
I don't never answer when she call like I don't got a phone
Told my bitch I think that I'm a dog like bae, I need a bone
I ain't worried 'bout my old hoes, man, them bitches gone
Bro just bust all the P's open, man, them bitches strong
Nigga, I can rap forever, you can't go this long
Fuckin' on my bitch friend like I don't know this wrong
Said I'm 'bout to go to sleep, kicked her out the room
I ain't worried 'bout a thing, nigga, bada-boom
Mixtape coming soon
Big body bendin' corners, hear us coming through
Lot of money in my pocket, that ain't nothing new
Bitch, when I get back to droppin', man, you niggas doomed

Niggas is doomed, man
It's over with for them boys, man
Feel me? I've been chilling on y'all ass (Know what the fuck goin' on)
Back in that mode, 2025, man (Skii)
This the first song I made this year
You feel me? So first day of 2025, I'm already back
Shitting on you niggas, you feel me?
All you niggas, stay, in your place, man, it's my year, nigga