Betchua Freestyle - Drakeo The Ruler

Hunnid in a choppa that’s a C cup

Bitch I see you hatin' through the peephole

Stomp you in Margiela’s in a peacoat

She a bum bitch but love the way she deepthroat

Silly niggas always want a hero

This shit rip through a vest I got cheat codes

My life is the matrix bitch I’m Neo

My bitches set it off I brought Cleo

I just beat it down on a pit stop

Audemar patelk for my wrist watch

I don’t wanna talk about these pictures

Cause they remind me how I ruined Christmas

Guatemalan bitch up in my DM

And she gon keep sayin' that I’m gifted

Model bitches gave me all the lip gloss

Every time I gave her all the drip drop

I just on a pit stop

80 thousand cash for my wrist watch

Thinkin' to myslf when this shit stop?

I be up in jail with my dick soft

I ain’t have a bail whn they switched up

Got a couple mil but this shit cost

Tell em' free my fam we can switch back

A hundred thousand cash up in 10 stacks

This no get back

That’s Mayline walkin with a chin strap

Im super hot fire with a tic tac

You a small fry I’m a big mac

Coulda' went to college but I switched paths

Now I’m stackin hunnids on this bitch dash

Why you takin' pictures in your man’s whip

Stand up on the hood if it’s that real

Nigga what’s the you got cash for it

Niggas always takin' pics n' cappin'

He got 10 chains on I bought a magnet

That’ll let you really know what’s happening

Better let these niggas know I’m active

It’s a hard 39 what I’m clappin'

Thizz face on like I’m Mac Dre

Since I said it R.I.P to Mac Dre

Hit a pussy nigga with the pat down

Gang in this bitch with the MAC’s out

Nigga trip ima lay the smack down

Just bought another whip I got priors

Machete on the K I’m Mike Myers

I was tryna eat steak and lobster

Instead it’s meatballs and lasagna

Nigga we don’t do relaxin'

Nigga you ain’t have shit

GLE coupe with the MAC in it

Then I had the Jag with the cracked mirror

Six fifty coupe with the cracked fender

Drove the M3 did the dash in it

You know i had to get away from crashin' it

Sticks in the car I’m a drummer too

Left his brains up in Timbuktu

Bitch I get dough I know hummer too9999999999999999999999

And I did all my homework too

Soo Young beggin' me to come home too

But Mei Ling is a home run too

Said I shouldn’t wait or get fucked by two

A threesome a just set my mood

Play me like I’m dumb ima spill my juice

It’s a mop and it clean up cool

On the dance floor I just found my groove

My two step and my knockouts smooth

When I walk the yards is when I pay my dues

Crash dummy’s what I call my goons

They just wanna die, drink mud, and shoot

It’s nothin' that I love more than juice

Bro this shit deeper than a punchline

Mops in the car when it’s crunch time

Ten thousand on my head I walk a fine line

I was up in jail flushin' one time sunshine

Bentley super sport when the sun out

Foreign whip crasher but I flu flame in Hyundai

Gotta switch the or it get tricky

Glad I came with a hunditty

Goofy ass nigga it’s a mickey

Another body doe I’m just kidding

Cause they’ll come snatch you for your riddles

Violating first amendment (uh shit)

Why you got yo hand out?

You wobblin' you couldn’t even stand down

Thinkin' back I should’ve went the scam route

Or maybe I just should’ve went to Cam house

Yeah you ballin but you couldn’t help yo mans out

Mad I gotta go back to the damn trial

Beat it like Michael on the Man in the Mirror

Wrist dancin' showboatin' Rick Flair

Mike Tyson in the jungle with a bear

I be lyin' if I never shed a tear

If you been where I been nah nigga you ain’t been there

Bitch I beat life and the big chair

I coulda had a sponge on my cut hair

Reclinin' seats back I’m smellin' good air

Model bitch all you see is good hair

It’s gon' be a good year

I just left where sheck left 29 o four nine

I’m out gettin' good cash (shit, nigga)

Pussy I am not the police don’t lie to me

Stick came out the closet it’s a shy glizzy

Bitch I’m runnin' out of words and my eyes squintin'

Here ya’ll go my last words man I’m tired nigga

No I’m lyin' nigga I’m just high nigga

I’ll pull up at your college and hoop dreams

What I’m trippin on?

Balenciaga shoe strings

How the fuck I even know you went to school here

Mr. Mosely he be tellin' me to do things

Hunditty what we call a thousand uchies

You can have the broke bitch, man she stupid

Good bobble while she listen to my music

Nigga how you wanna do this?

It was cold as shit

I was beatin' down yo girl with a golden fist

And I think you noticed it

Did it cause she close to you

Then you finna night but I can turn into the poltergeist

Shawty said I know you right (ah shit ah shit)

Never bring a knife to gun fight unless it’s on one

Machete on K I’m Mike Myers in a snow storm

Show these n iggas no love

The Major League’s home run

Could’ve went to college but I’m heavy handed pourin' up

I’ll pull up on your block it’s the end games

Playin' heavy metal rap when I switch lane

Potty mouth I just left a nigga shit bags

Really man this shit sad

Oh baby want her get back

I ran a bitch twice the third time she got a chin strap (ah shit, nigga)

How the fuck do I be comin up with this shit

Ten attempted suicides on my slit wrist

Free my niggas I might cry when this shit finish

Too poured I might die when this shit finish

Why you do that?

Why you lie?

You a bitch nigga

Mink draggin' I get fly on a bitch nigga

Cold devil walk on ice and this shit sickle

Ima hand the mic back I just rep niggas

Hahaha I had to this one over bitch

It’s 2020 and I got out before my birthday

And now im finna fuck all you niggas' bitches

But yeah, nigga know the truth

Nah ion want them bitches

I need the money, we know the truth

The truth is undisputed

Take it up with the jury family

Not guilty nigga shut up