Lil Kori - Toongang Freestyle
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{Intro: Lil Kori}
(Bing bang, bing bitch)
Ayy, ayy, okay, okay
Man, who made this beat, huh?
Bitch, I made this beat, huh
Damn son, where'd you find this? (It's your boy Lil Kori)
Got my nigga Toon God
Ayy, Usagi, tell 'em what we be on
Real trap shit, bitch
Even this anime bitch that me and Toon God got in the booth know the vibes
Know what, huh
Ayy, Toon God, ayy bro (Kori on the beat, ho)
Get 'em
{Verse 1: Toon God}
Me and Kori on the track, nigga it's a Doomsday
Got yo' bitch all on my dick like a smoothie (Okay)
Nigga, she nuttin' on my dick like a smoothie
Niggas be broke as fuck, smokin' on a loose leaf (What?)
Beat a nigga ass like Bruce Lee (pssh)
Make a nigga have a (?...) Lucy (Pssh, pssh)
Leave her game like Rock Lee (Uh)
Pass that ho, John Stockton (Okay)
Sharingan Itachi (Okay)
Y'all can't stand beside me (Yeah, nah)
See through y'all niggas, (?...) (Yeah, yeah)
Fold a nigga like origami (Yeah, okay)
Wrist water just like a sami (Okay)
Two watches, nigga, what the time be? (Oh)
Jotaro, nigga, time can't stop me, uh
{Verse 2: Lil Kori}
Hol' up, ayy, and run it up ((?...))
I got the lean inside of my double cup (On God)
They mad at Kori 'cause Kori don't give a fuck (Don't care)
Fuck on that bitch and then bust about twenty nuts
I fuck the shit out Usagi (Why?)
Because that pussy taste like salami (Swag, swag)
Dipped on that bitch because she was my mommy (Bitch, wha?)
Before I moved out, told her "Stay off the molly"
Oh, yeah, please just (?...), I'm reloading my chrome
He kept talkin' shit and I blew out his dome
I'm rockin' Givenchy like my name Jerome
Fash on yo' bitch like my name was Tyrone
Bash a fuck nigga head in with gravestones
That bitch gon' say some weird shit when we fuckin'
I told that bitch "Shut the hell up and just moan"
Bitch, it's Lil Kori the fuckin' finesse kid
I keep the racks in my hand
Fuck nigga try me, get buried in sand
That bitch is a thot, like Raggedy Ann
Knock his head off (?...) before he look up
Bitch, it's Lil Kori, I stay with the cook up
I get the bag and count up the digits
Ice on my wrist, it look like a fidget, lil' nigga
Shootin' my Glock, Scotty Pippen, ayy
Shootin' like I'm Scotty Pippen, ayy
Links to me and Toon God's social media finna be in the description
Huh, in the description
Ayy, in the description
{Intro: Lil Kori}
(Bing bang, bing bitch)
Ayy, ayy, okay, okay
Man, who made this beat, huh?
Bitch, I made this beat, huh
Damn son, where'd you find this? (It's your boy Lil Kori)
Got my nigga Toon God
Ayy, Usagi, tell 'em what we be on
Real trap shit, bitch
Even this anime bitch that me and Toon God got in the booth know the vibes
Know what, huh
Ayy, Toon God, ayy bro (Kori on the beat, ho)
Get 'em
{Verse 1: Toon God}
Me and Kori on the track, nigga it's a Doomsday
Got yo' bitch all on my dick like a smoothie (Okay)
Nigga, she nuttin' on my dick like a smoothie
Niggas be broke as fuck, smokin' on a loose leaf (What?)
Beat a nigga ass like Bruce Lee (pssh)
Make a nigga have a (?...) Lucy (Pssh, pssh)
Leave her game like Rock Lee (Uh)
Pass that ho, John Stockton (Okay)
Sharingan Itachi (Okay)
Y'all can't stand beside me (Yeah, nah)
See through y'all niggas, (?...) (Yeah, yeah)
Fold a nigga like origami (Yeah, okay)
Wrist water just like a sami (Okay)
Two watches, nigga, what the time be? (Oh)
Jotaro, nigga, time can't stop me, uh
{Verse 2: Lil Kori}
Hol' up, ayy, and run it up ((?...))
I got the lean inside of my double cup (On God)
They mad at Kori 'cause Kori don't give a fuck (Don't care)
Fuck on that bitch and then bust about twenty nuts
I fuck the shit out Usagi (Why?)
Because that pussy taste like salami (Swag, swag)
Dipped on that bitch because she was my mommy (Bitch, wha?)
Before I moved out, told her "Stay off the molly"
Oh, yeah, please just (?...), I'm reloading my chrome
He kept talkin' shit and I blew out his dome
I'm rockin' Givenchy like my name Jerome
Fash on yo' bitch like my name was Tyrone
Bash a fuck nigga head in with gravestones
That bitch gon' say some weird shit when we fuckin'
I told that bitch "Shut the hell up and just moan"
Bitch, it's Lil Kori the fuckin' finesse kid
I keep the racks in my hand
Fuck nigga try me, get buried in sand
That bitch is a thot, like Raggedy Ann
Knock his head off (?...) before he look up
Bitch, it's Lil Kori, I stay with the cook up
I get the bag and count up the digits
Ice on my wrist, it look like a fidget, lil' nigga
Shootin' my Glock, Scotty Pippen, ayy
Shootin' like I'm Scotty Pippen, ayy
Links to me and Toon God's social media finna be in the description
Huh, in the description
Ayy, in the description
