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Car Freestyle Lyrics by MidKnyte

Lost World EP

2024

[Intro]
Yea, ay
What, yea, yea, yea, what, what, yea, yea
What, yea, yea
Ay, ay, ay
Knyte, Knyte, Knyte, ayy
Mid-, Mid, Knyte, uh
[Freestyle]
Bitches might think this is planned out
Planned out
I can give the scam out, scam out
He runnin’ man, do the runnin’ man
It’s man down, man down
Shit doesn’t pan out, ‘cause yo plan out
Left and right, it’s planned out
Hit the bank, 100 cash out
Ima lash out
What, yea
‘Finna crash out
Pop a xan might just pass out, what?
Switchin’ lanes in the fast route
My chances are like my door, uh
It’s open, what?
Vandalism on records, what? yea
It’s broken, yea
Every girl you be with is copin’
Every dream i’m hopin’, uh
He like a frog, i got him croakin’
Evеry trophy i be holdin’, uh
I'm in her coin slot like a tokеn
Everyday i be loathin’
She has rabies ‘cause she foamin’
Black cat i was just a bad omen, what? Uh
Why these bitches tryna be like Jason Vorhees?
‘Cause that day he was in his lake tryna foresee
All these trespassers on his lake, uh, uh, uh, uh
Then next day he pulled a knife to the face, uh, uh, uh, uh
Took the mask off and you saw his face
That shit was molten like Freddy
Ima colton to nefetti
‘Cause i’m feelin’ like i’m ready
To go, droppin’ bombs like nagasaki
I’m ready, i’m really really fuckin’ steady
It’s like a airplane, AR-15 mounted on top of a aircraft
I’m comin’, about to bear that, uh, yea, what, yea, yea, yea, yea
Im shootin’ all these bitches with Glocks
Cummin’ for my, my fuckin’ sock, what? yea
Im on yo block, ay yea, what?
Might call that gay, but i don’t care
‘Cause i don’t wear
I don’t wanna say, uh, mothafucka’ i’ll play, uh
I’ll put the gun to yo head
Then tell me all the lies you fuckin’ said, what?
I don’t care, yea, i don’t give one fuckin’ shit, uh
Andrew Garfield, that stupid fuckin’ bitch
Yea, Toby maquire is pretty better, what?
Toby maquire had got bit by-
Toby maquire had got bit by a spider, but see, me, it was a goat
Mothafucka, i hop out of a tote ‘cause i can
I hop out of a tote because all my fuckin’ cum from vassaci
But i don’t got no dot see
Ima put on the loppy
Open you like a tamagatchi, what?
Holly, holly
Comma, Kamikaze
Commas in my bank account, steady, uh
Mothafucka, goin’ on rhyme schemes already, uh, yea, yea
Going back like a relapse, uh, uh, uh
T-hat, mothafucka’ you can see that
Premonition of the early future
‘Cause you cannot hit her, i cannot sue her
Ima-
Super kinda of fella
‘Cause i come about to yella
Like i’m the Mondelo, what?
Mothafucka, i’m the big seven
Like i'm in the boys
Mothafucka i’m Vought’s international toy, what?
Yea
Drivin’ with road rage
Off ten xans, just tryna get paid, what?
That was doomsday, what?
I said, drivin’ with road rage
Someone contact OJ
‘Cause i wanna stab him with my machete
I need this bitch gone, yea
Not ‘bitch’ as a dude, this ‘bitch’ as a girl
She’s not even hot, yea
I don’t care, i know my freestyle shit is trash
I be goin’ hard, probably not gonna publicly last, what?
All my reputation is goin’ downhill, after this song
They’re like “MidKnyte, yea that dude fuckin’ fell off”, yea, ayy, yea
I will never do a freestyle again
‘Cause this shit is in the trash bin
I will never do a freestyle again
Because i’m feelin’ like i’m not kin
Yea, i’m like fog ‘cause i’m everywhere
And everywhere, ever single fuckin’ thing, i’m here
I’m in your nightmares, i’m in your fuckin’ dreams
You see me, you wanna be me, i’m your idol
I’m your fuckin’ idol
I’m your idol, you don’t want that title, uh
Like a wave like a fuckin’ tidal
I’ll put you in a spiral
I’ll put you in a spotlight with the candlelight ima viral, uh
I’ll take yo vitals
[Outro]
Yea, anyway, uh
Anyone tellin’ me to do a freestyle on a interview
I- i’d rather hang myself, uh
This shit is dogshit
I hate freestyles, ‘cause i’m dogshit at ‘em
Either i be sayin’ the worst- like the most
Not even hard bars, or i’ll just be like sayin’ random words
And like mumble, ‘cause i thought it makes it rhyme
‘Cause i can’t shit
I don’t write none of this down, it’s off the top of my head
‘Cause this- shit is dogshit, as you can see
Yea, i’m not- never doing a freestyle again
Bro, i’m never doing it again, i’m- i’m really dogshit bro
What the fuck is this bro
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About “Car Freestyle” by MidKnyte

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