RyMacc - False Threats Freestyle Lyrics

I took a trip out to Costa Rica
Met a bad lil bitch yeah her name was Gina
And the pussy was water like Aquafina
Gave me head with a rubber
I didn't eat her
She still hit me on What'sApp
And she'll be the reason that I'm headed back
No cap
Hit her bubble from the back
Then pull out and buss on her tat
(Ahh)
She gon' ride it like a stallion
Fire conversation
She a female dragon
Donkey on her back she carrying a wagon
And she don't be flexing she be humble bragging
She bring a friend & she gon' tag in
Go back in forth in them boxes I'm stabbing
She tell me cum for me papi
I glitch when I nut yeah it look like I'm lagging
I know I'm spazzing
Shut the league down like I'm Jazzing
I'm Rudy Gobert
Piping a bitch with some beautiful hair
I know that's random but shit so is life
This ain't no cross lil bitch issa knife
Don't wanna get married but call you my wife
She say I'm
Mother
F*cking
Trife
Whoa dere
Why you upset
Why you go there
Wait
Don't care
Cause we ain't a match
We are no pair
Look lil bitch its apparent
Than when you grew up you were lacking a parent
And I ain't your daddy I can't solve those problems
The men in your life they revolving huh
Come in and outta there
Make you feel cold like you don't got no outwear on in the winter
And now it's another one gone and you sicker
Now she say her brother coming with a blicka
False threats
Not a nigga that you wanna f*ck with
Come through wit your lil pistol you done with
Take it outta yo hands now you gunless
Check the head ain't no bullets
False threats
That's some monkey shit
I should line you on the wall and let you eat this whole damn banana clip
I just wanna know who was you playing with
Tie him up, torture him, he still ain't saying shit
I call Los in
He know he be spraying shit
Now his head to the Lord and he praying
That's enough of that
Way too much chit chat
Just know everything he owned
We split that
And I broke his bitch off like a Kit Kat
You'll never ever get your bitch back
Even when we done it's a shame
Cause once she f*ck me she can't f*ck on no lame
You need to stay in your lane
I'm at the top of the food chain
You a bottom feeder
You a shrimp
Could've f*cked your new bitch
But she made me limp
Really need to get a grip
Turn your bully up you move like a bitch
No not a woman but a bitch
You far from legit
You likely to quit
Moving like that you won't ever be rich
And your shorty likely take your last 'fore she dip
Hope you never have a jit
And if you do hope they nothing like their pops
Not a bit