Lyrics A Storied Freestyle - Stavan

I'm talking 20s on the table lil bitch
Fill up my cup before you ask for a tip
My eggs look a little cold what the fuck is this
She brought me a plate of food in the middle was a cigarette
Lipstick mixed with chap stick I kiss the bitch with red lips
I lift up the skirt find the remains of a kid from abortion school
She got a couple of tattoos so that means she's cool
A nipple piercing means she hates the Jews
I order a steak, eggs, veggies, and apple juice
She brought me her number on a card says she's in room number two
I showed up with a box condoms and a blunt I already blew
Lit bitch
We light it up real quick
She wanna be a famous bitch
I'm talking that old Asian rich
House in the hills the type to get drunk and run after the hit
The type to kill for the family shit
The type to sleep with their cousin keep it in the family shit
I want that type of rich but without selling my soul quick
To the devil on the crossroads in a bottle while he pissed
By the railroad that's why trains ride the rails but still miss
It be the best people on the street homeless
I book a room to feel rich
We blush over the Hilton's look how nice the room is
I think they got a pool down below now we really rich
But we don't have cars to blow and houses to not live in
Summer houses on the cape but I have to worry about taxes and how they rape
Bend me over before the debt collects
I want a new car but can't pay my rent
I dropped the call because I haven't paid yet
This PC culture makes stupid the shit sensitive

If I had an ego
It'd be a marshmallow
Mixed guy with a nice fellow
Bring your bitch over
I'm friendly when I'm not sober
I didn't finish the fifth it just tipped over
Pills scatter on the floor
Tell your baby mama that I want some more
I got some surprises in store
I'm a rapper so you know I name the car by the horse
In that case I got six
Like Drake and the Raptors I'll win in six
Running with my woes but I forgot my zip
Credit checks and bank account flip
I got a lot of zeroes before the dot hits
Tell the clerk my credit card sensitive
You invited me out to lunch you better pay that bill
I'm for real
I already drove you around the Ville
I'm not Cole I like my car clean and filled
I eat the kitty like a Pitbull that killed
I put a leash on a bitch I only have girl dogs man chill
Your man's bugging he needs a pill
Let's try Oxy
He walked in the door had to throw his girl off me
I swear her snatch was a trap I got caught like Daphne
I spread it around her face until she's embarrassed like acne
I have two girls on my dick pay rolls,
I lay em in the bed and make their eyes rolls
One gives me head before I go
While the other eats the pussy from down below
I like skinny bitches
My only vice is white skinny bitches
I suck them up like cocaine and without them my skin itches
I need rehab like 69 after the block found out that he was snitchin
I'm under the covers and eating the pussy is my mission
I'm Craig in the suit with the pee shooter hands clenchin
Cold hard steel I use to bash my foes they die bitchin
I put my enemies on a poster and use it to make millions
Let's bring it back to basics
This a long ass freestyle for the tasteless
I just want to say this
All you old niggas I'ma take your revenue and leave your fans faceless