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Ms. Chi

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Summer Sixteen Freestyle Lyrics - Ms. Chi

Verse One 

I'm a beast when the beat drop 

A bad bitch and I rhyme hot 

They hating but I can't be knocked 

Cause they can't see me like a blind spot 

I could do this nonstop 

And I swear bitches pray I won't pop 

I'm fighting the odds 

Most people from the bottom don't make it to the top 

I'd rather be a winner you'd rather be a flop 

I been the shit and you not 

I blow a whole bag when I shop 

Corny mufucka I am the cream of the crop 

Had to boss up on em one time 

Ali with the punchlines 

Eating rappers like it's lunchtime 

Want war meet me at the frontline 

But they ain't really got it in em 

You gotta watch for the snakes the closest ones to you spewing out venom 

Bitches not on my level these hoes washed up like denim 

I swear I'm really bout to get em 

And they gon wish it was the end 

End of summer sixteen 

Got em saying she nice but the flow so mean 

Niggas tripping they slipping like they been sipping on some Codeine 

I'm out here getting this green 

I rep Chi-Town oh yes 

Getting better till I'm the best 

Bitch this ain't no contest 

I'm killing shit ain't it obvious 

You don't never be lit 

I'm so wavy got em sea sick 

And I'm shitting on anybody who ever said I wouldn't be shit 

You better believe that 

Bitch better have my money I need that 

Fuck yo feedback 

I eat shit and bleed rap 

Y'all money funny knee slap 

These niggas bent like kneecap 

Pause run it back recap 

And I'mma kill this shit again 

All summer sixteen 

All summer sixteen 

Money dirty not clean 

Hating bitches wanna make a scene 

I'm out here getting this green 

Summer Fall Winter and Spring 

I'm out to get them ends 

 

Bridge 

I'm not out here to play 

So you can get it if you want it 

I'm just chasing my dreams 

And I got that bitch cornered 

Let me school these bitches 

I'm already giving pointers 

I'm finna show out now 

You wanna see my performance 

Back to back how I murder cats 

When I hop on tracks that's a fact 

Bitches wanna go tit for tat 

I'm sonning hoes Simolac 

Niggas act like they forgot 

I been the shit remember that 

New queen of this rap shit 

I snatched the crown like give me that 

The way people copy they should be ashamed 

This is not a game I'm hotter than a flame 

My flow is insane so stay in ya lane 

Listen here how could they hate me 

I gets it in I'm sicker than cancer stage 3 

It's cause I'm young and fly like Peter Pan 

They want me to stop but I just began 

I'm too hot I need a fan 

And I'm high as a plane prepare to land 

I won't fail that's not the plan 

Bitches will hate on you that's not ya friend 

You say I'm not cold come again 

You bitches trash garbage can 

The only competition I see is when I look in the mirror 

When you first doubted me that's where you made a error 

I said they can't see me then but now it can't get any clearer 

So as soon as they hear her 

They gon think I'm looking for revenge 

All summer sixteen 

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