Mai

Don’t crash the whip, this freestyle is cold so don’t crash the whip
I’m chillin with Ren so don’t crash the whip (trips haha nigga)

We’re just riding through the city on the low, bangers on my phone Skepta can we praise the Lord
Coz they put me under pressure to get the P’s up
When I rise then it’s stretchers to rest the P’s up
We need some blessings, we learned our lessons it’s time to step up, I’m running the laps and we’re taking chances nopoly boards shit I’m rolling the dice, (DICE) rolling on time, the sprite in drinks shit the feeling is nice, bumping Migos hear that speakers asking what’s the price,

(we too familiar, we’re looking for millions)
It’s kinda twisted how a nigga can just flip the switches

(We need a million)
Hella flows back to back I’m building all these bridges, we’re dripping all year round we like the cleanest dishes, she’s moving too impatient
So I had to tell the bitch the plan, they don’t even understand, touch down and we land
They don’t even understand
I don’t need at script bitch I do this shit like every single time
Rhyming like a goat bitch just give me all my dimes
I’m running out of time