"Lunch Break Freestyle" lyrics

Frrrt (Don't you know you won the lotto?)
Hahaha (Glee)
Ayy, I got some shit on my back
(Achoo, achoo, achoo, achoo)
I got some shit I can't see

Bitch, I'm on Lyrical Lemonade, I don't want no Minute Maid
It took me a while to get to the top, this shit wasn't minute made
You don't know how to take the top off your opp? I'm gon' demonstrate
First, you hit his body, stand on top until his top blow
It's my top opp who got some status, I'm gon' kill him slow
Sike, nah, I ain't come here for that, everything copasetic
One day I'm gon' die, gotta make my mark, bitch nigga, don't forget it
Big blue bank rolls, Benji' collect souls
I like big, fat booty hoes that got French tip on they toes, baow
One nigga died wit' diamonds on his watch, his time froze, baow
What you know 'bout no time on your clock, your eyes closed, baow
Diamonds on my chain wit' a naked watch, had everything rose, baow
3B sick like flu, I say achoo 'cause I'm too cold, baow
Achoo, achoo, achoo, achoo, achoo, achoo, achoo, achoo
I'm sick like I got the flu
I'm fuckin' yo' bitch and they blue
They blood, she bangin' Piru
You lookin' for Bill, what the fuck is you gon' do?
Big ol' 5.56, put it on you
3B get real fly like a drone do
If I flash out on this bitch, I'ma dome you
If that bitch shit on me, we gonna stone you
Six, seven, eight dead opps, nigga, achoo
Lack one time, pop out and we got you
Six, seven, eight dead opps, nigga, bless you
If you on gang time, we gonna stretch you

(Achoo, achoo, achoo, achoo)
We gon' nail your ass to the cross
(Achoo, achoo, achoo, achoo)
Nail your ass to the floor, nail your ass to the door, on five
Stop fuckin' playin' wit' me, you heard me?