Текст песни Presha Freestyle - Khaii

I'm tryna have a lil fun with this one cause
They always be like
"Yo, why you don't go as hard as you be going in 'em freestyles?"
Well, okay
You already know what time it is, right?

See
I really like this beat, can you hear the beatbox?
You'd think that I had beef with every beat, meat shops
Started from the bottom, from the dirt, tree crops
Now I'm clean detox
Why she picked me, key locks
Roll up on niggas, you'd think I'm talking knee socks
But these socks are clean socks, like my flo' got wiped with like three mops
That went over your head I know it, happens a lot
But like Drake, it's nonstop
Like pimples, beats get popped
Her hands all over me but not to search, no Firefox
I hate that niggas hate when there's so much space at the top
I call the shots, your signals drop
Ion itch, chickenpox
Ain't shit funny, Jamie Foxx
Bars hitting like Steve Cox
Ion fuck with niggas, like a group of dykes
I got drip, but no scuba dive
Ion need no pick up lines to pick ya girl up, like an Uber ride
All fun and jokes aside I love this music shit, it changed my life
Yeah, I'm back on my bully doe
Kicking down doors, fuck a room key
And if we rolling then it's clips like a movie
You know I got it on loc, like Whoopi Goldberg
Dread on em tracks, yeah I'm Swift, Suzuki
I'm Usain how I'm running shit, still balling like a QB
Started music when I was a juve
But I ain't never been to a juve doe
Bienvenida a mi casa
Pero, no es tu casa
Lemme tell you que pasa
Dance on beats you know like cha-cha
I got sauce you know like salsa
Smoke this shit you know like ganja
RIP to Kobe, mentality just like the Mamba
And yes I do deliver like UPS
Could never try to do me like you do the rest
Who could've guessed, the ones claiming that they're unbothered
Really the ones who do be pressed
Stay strapped like sandals, I do be
Got merch, you could shop like a boutique
It's an online store go cop yours, and it'll ship in like what, two weeks, or less
Anyway I serve ya girl cookie like issa food court
That's food porn, who want smoke? Newport
I'm short, but I give her pen, we signing new forms
Why bother shoot shots, when they know who'd score?
Me nigga, GOAT
Ya girl knows every letter to my songs, A to Z
It's like ABC
Ain't no Nikey sneaks
But she check for me
When I'm in need she gimme money you know it's cheques for me
I ain't no gold digger though
Hot nigga, still be hot, could be a cold winter
Out-doing Khaii on a beat? Go figure
Wait, out-doing Khaii on a beat? Go figure
I stay on top yo, like ya dad's toupee
I told em run me my flowers like bouquets
But humans gon wait 'roun until it's too late
But when I'm dead, I plan to haunt y'all niggas anyway
Anyway, hot nigga, still be hot, could be a cold winter
Bars every week, year, all day, every day