Eww Eww Eww Freestyle - Zuse, Jino

Catch a motherfucker at the stop light

Point, point, point, hold the Glock tight

Yeah, I’m bout the spinach, boy, Popeye

Niggas want beef, where my hot fries?

Cross me, nigga, get baptized

Yes, motherfucker, I’m the bad guy

Blow you away like a landmine — dead, flatline

I’m a God and I put that on mankind, huh

Bullet turn you into stop sign, huh

Swat a pussy nigga if he that fly

Take a good look at the anti

I’m sick, I’m ill, I’m a mad guy, huh

Killin' 'em all by a landslide, fuck it

Pussy motherfucker wanna damn die

Someone tell these niggas I’m not tryin'

Phone keep ringing, that’s a hotline, huh

Puttin' them all on they backside, huh

Have these niggas runnin', track time

Light a nigga up, me no talk and beg

Crack a nigga up like the yolk out a egg

Smoke a nigga out like an ounce from a dread

These niggas straight pussy, ain’t vouchin' for them

Ice cold, nigga, like a motherfuckin' gem

Branch out, nigga, like a motherfuckin' stem

Cut a nigga off, ain’t tied up for them

Tell a bitch nigga I’m fire with the pen

Lay a nigga down, watch him die at the end

Four-five nigga, it’s a nine, that’s a ten

Pussy on my dick, you and I and my friend

Which one of y’all wanna try this again?

Which one of y’all wanna try me again?

Big body six, I’m high in the Benz

Flippin' the flow, on timin' again

Riggidy ruggidy rhymin' again

Pussy nigga, it’s applying to him

V-I-P, ain’t no line in for him

Fuck around, nigga, your chances are slim

Flexin' on 'em, exercise in the gym

Ballin' on 'em, got my hand in the rim

None of his niggas ain’t dying for him

Pussy niggas askin' me how I been

Eating these rappers, I’m tryna go in

Lighting them up till they chances are dim

No talkin', no speakin', don’t do arguin'

Jino ridin', you don’t want it with him

Eating these rappers, strippin' off they skin

Jino my nigga, he bout to go in

Look, bad bitches in my rental, they rented

See, I’m the boss and lieutenant

They try to kill me, bet my shotta prevent it

I got a lot for the minute

You might win but lose a lot of percentage

Talkin' that street but not a lot of 'em in it

Pass the light, got watch like miracle

Try me, meet your god like spiritual, sicker than venereal

Everything I’m spitting is imperial

Put you in the box like cereal or serial

Boy, I’m hotter than the summer in Baghdad in a gas mask

Thermal and leather gloves and 90 with a bag tag

Find out that your mama with a fag dad

Now you in a daze and amazed like a lab rat

Don’t get Kat Stacks when we clap back

Niggas strapped like a backpack

So relax cause the mack black

Turn your fuckin' fitted to a halo

Hole through your body like a bagel

Roaster need the toaster like a Eggo

I be in the jungle like Diego

Winnin' so everything I say go

Jino, how your day go?

Started with a cup of lean and a beauty queen

Fuck her good so I bet she never say no

Liquor with the team, money like they roll the green

But I gotta see my P. O

They sayin' I’m the one like Neo

Try him, boy, you dyin' like Cleo

Sayin' that you better, man, you lyin' like a Leo