keyboard-freestyle

i’m catch’in bad vibes from them haters and snitches
cause I’m SupaFly and my slab float on 23 inches
call it J-roll’in
big face fold’in
killa smoke hold’in
deep in my lungs
i make thick thigh women speak in multiple tongues
i’ma collector of dimes
cut each one about three times
i re-loop that pink and put ‘em in my rhymes
i be that SupaDupa brotha with a SupaStar flow
if you ain’t know already, muthafucka now you know
i go SupaDupa stupid on that brown and green dro
my momma knew she had a real one when I hit the “floe”
straight run’in like 100, hurdle'in like 110
i’m an old school brotha like that juice and gin
pick a corner, I’ll bend
pick a game, I’ll win
SupaDupa run “tings” from beginning to end