Freestyle - CILLIAN

Listen

Look

Aye

The nik nacks and the junkies

Aye

The nik nacks and the junkies

I kick back sick pack buss that into monkey’s

Said I got racks for the front seat

So I got straps for the back, left right and above me

Now I’m sat here but we’re comfy

People sat here is my own right hand and my love seat

Yes I done break down packs

Made racks by myself and never got sent out countries

Gyally just bent out lovely’s

Gyally let me hit so fit with my shit look ugly

I’mma kick game lame fam

Only on the bottom of the shoe is where the colour of the blood be

Imagine thinkin' you could touch me

If I put it down skid round and my foot where the clutch be

I move erratic with the 'matic then I’m lookin' at my balance see how much we

Made selling Dutch weed, fuck you your plug beat

No, I ain’t gay no way but I bet he gets sucked for his rub g

Bet them boy fucked if they 'but' me

Gyally show front if they 'uck or it’s back when she fuck me

I got a nat' moving blunt see, I done sold out, slow drought, off the white for

a month b, so I started workin' on the racks, now it’s twerkin' with the text,

once again man my pockets look funky

I’m outta breath cah these bars, and I set levels hard

So my stacks and my racks lookin' chunky

Yeah they just forget I’m a star, so I step with no less and a weapon of ours

In the front seat, lemme give her lesson in bars

You’ll be questioning yours when you turn my song on feeling rusty

How can you be threatening ours when you wetter than cars

That were left in the rain and the mud

She let me touch on her butt, then I hit guts quick nut

Then I cut to my crud

See I’m a young king on my own shit

I’ve been through the tears, pain, sweat, let alone all the blood

All them liquids cause a flood

Only roll with dawgs, hit cats and we clap on the mutts

I’ve had enough of all this rough shit, bluff this, nah I never could,

never would till they cut me