Omar Likkle Freestyle

Yo Rep to the Tee tho... Dont Ramp Ay Ay Fassy bwoi, put the Money in the bag, I’m not the guy Mi nuh tek no chat from nuh Pussy Bwoi Got the glock in my Calvin’s, say goodbye Coz i Rip and run like Omar likkle Dun his dance I roll with my sickle Dem yah Bwoi deh fragile and bitter Tell a Stickman bwoi fi gwarn yam Squash the beef? No my guy I’m tryna settle this ting once and forever Big Omar from the wire feenin for Blood mi out fi dismember Some neeky keyboard warrior sweating my name but where is your cheddar He'll get hit in his back he got poked in his chin tell the jakes it’s a 4 day Some neeky keyboard warrior sweating my name but where is your cheddar He'll get hit in his back he got poked in his chin tell the jakes it’s a 4 day bender Boom sawn off ting in the 4 door Guts on the floor bro gimme the consoles She got the 45 aimed at his bow tie Little does he know i bugged the whole condo I don’t tell jokes, been on the roads Hella cats wanna smoke I’m shotting like halo Dons from east the legends they know me D double, Ghetts, my cousin is K... a rep to the... don’t watch me i'm the rap game homunculus Dem nah know bout the nights in the bando 19 packing packs for some Like pack it, stash it, bag it, lemon on the market Tell Mutya come rass it Grab him, have him, poke then splash him, trap him? Ten toes, jakes in the wagon You better Harlem shake when I draw for the bow and arrow Phone is on mute everyday fuck hellos Smoke too much piff now I’m moving paro I tell a prick get back, bring the bat to his headback Tell a man chat to my neck back Manna spit nails not blue tack, What, like gimme that Crusty ass skin aren’t you embarrassed Doin up Randal, a coon like Harris Shots to the face mek di pussyole vanish As a likkle young man I didn’t need meds Sweets in the bag, stopped by the feds Wanna see mi locked up, cripple in pen Go ask Denzel, he dead I was in Leyton man I weren’t sleepin Deya with broski, manaman eating I was in the traphouse there was no heating Any bright talk then a pagans bleeding Reptile brazy, spit game bassy Tell that battyman fi come trace me Slumdog millionaire looking ass chief Heard they were casting go chat to **** Eurgh, who’s the Op, where’s the nonce, find the prick, when I catch Mundoe slipping in Clapham, this time fassy boy I won’t miss Gun on my hip, scalpel his lip Splash him and dip, mutilate him Stashed in his boot, run me my zoot Told the man twice, repeat myself? Gun on my hip, scalpel his lip Splash him and dip, mutilate him Stashed in his boot, run me my zoot Told the man twice, repeat myself? Here for the bag mi di real don dada When mi touch road them fassy boy scatter Tryna get splashy lucozade grabber Like Omar likkle, nuh Bwoi can chat Beef with the gyalli? that don’t even reach me Rolled you a zoobie baby come link me Send the road girls if cutey gets lairy But I know a bitch and the bwoi name Owen Been a gay male I don’t watch that Streets been cold, them niggas all fear me King of the pack one day like Chasing the gwap he’s talking bout twos me Issa battyboy ting Tell the mandem issa battyboy ting Know I’m dere with dem battyboy tings And if you don’t like that, drink the bleach ting