Official Billy Da Kid999 - Freestyle Monday Lyrics

Billy, the motherf*cking kiddo, yeah
Let me show you boys how to do this for real
I'll freestyle too
Let me show you

Boys, let me show you how to play the game
Oh yeah, playing the game better
Snacking on my cheddar
Watch this jack

Boy, I'm coming in kicking like Jet Li
Or Rush Hour, or like Jackie Chan
And boy, I'm coming in on like a bomb, like from a Pakistan
Like I'm like Osama Bin Laden, boy

And don't get me distorted, boy
Y'all got me deadly devoid
I'm gonna rip him up in half
I'm gonna cut him up in half like a chainsaw

Massacre boy, I call you the massacre boy
And I'm a terror to be f*cking with
And I'm the grown man
And I'm a force to be reckoned with

So you better reconcile
You better recognize who's yourself, boy
I'm gonna put you on the shelf, boy
You click dust, boy

Boy, I'm coming in doing my motherf*cking thing, dawg
And I'm about to rip the game up, head up
I make this shit look easy for motherf*cking real dawg
But let me tell you, this shit isn't for real

This shit isn't easy for real
Nah, this ain't easy
Man, I'm getting greasy
I'm just making shit to listen to at this point

I'm smoking on a joint doing my motherf*cking thing, man
Yeah, I'm finna go and rap out the tango
I got the motherf*cking game cut at a sharp angle
Like I rerouted it

I'm Patrick Mahomes
And I'm finna Patrick Mahomes
Throw him out, boy
And I'm gonna be Tyreke

He bringing the pack back
I bring his stack back
A fat stack full of insects
Boy, I'm about to throw him out

And hold him out like it's ransom
I got him holed up for ransom
And cancerous
Boy, I'm about to be a bomb, boy

Let me tell you, I'm in my prime, boy
I'm in my prime, boy
Yeah, I'm a cowboy
Riding on his beat like a carpet rider

Boy, I'm a genie in the lamp
Gonna rub my head
Hey, girl, you can be the genie in my lamp
Bitch, you in my lap

Rub that head on that
Yeah, get at you
Yeah, I'm a dog on the sandwich
I'm a breakfast dude

I'm a breakfast dude