AKZ OFB x Fumez the Engineer (Plugged In Freestyle)

OFB shit Plugged in Shoutout Fumez (ayo TR go crazy on these niggas man) Lives down man, free my OFB's Gang shit Aye Might have to drill this bait on the mains So I might have to burn this trackie Man get smoked with an aki with a dot on your head no rasclart paki I stepped in the dance with my akis He got his rambo so he might get splashy (ching) I don't step with no half heart yutes I step with drillers so you know we get tappy J- got bun on the mains I was happy smiling under my bally (screaming) Give it to broski bud, knows how to aim and bun man gladly Had a smoke on my waist in an ally She saying, "Lie down", and she calling me daddy (l's down) I said, "Bruck your back for clappy" Got him locked up but he soon be with dappy I just put some n- in baggy Seal that shit now I'm selling mans cali D- got bun from the back seat could've been him and L- in a cali Don't like not verb it mads me splash man down for being too chatty I done duck man down in the mains so I beg no one try rasclart at me It's a friday night in the nizz, got the glock on me and I got a little maggy Got the drop in the O, so I'm happy, take one out that's one off the tally Free slim got him locked in jail I was locked with him, we was tryna get crashy (free sj) Yo, Broadwater farm too crashy Slide for the nizz and we slide right back g Nuff man just think it's a joke 'Til a man get packed and left as ash g (packed) I had one nitty called Ashley gave man drop so I gave him packs free What you know about steam out the whip? 'Cause the dings ain't got no tints in the backseat But bi- they turn athlete running away start singing like dappy (run arf) Peppers and spice it's patty, heat man up on the mains too scatty Bi- got bored that fatty the man there really done fed him the rammy (aye eat that) Angle the arms man carry My Nan already knows that I'm one, I'm a bad breed (bad boy) Spill some juice like cranberry Shoot up the scene like I'm press play Danny (hmmm) Foot on the gas like rally Bi- already done snitched like a fanny (skrrt) Make it hit mans chest like Brandy or spill some juice leave him red like manny The sweets come fat no candy Fuck Snapchat don't save no chats g (what the fuck?) When I glide more time it's backseat Double O seven and O's get tappy (twins) Step Drill it Big dotty in the ride goes ribbit Have you jumped in the ride, don't fidget, no nursery just sit and listen Hold this band mans hitting Corn come fat when I hit from the smithen (hitman) I ain't talking 'bout corn from the kitchen Man get smoked for the way that they're spitting (aye man) I don't like them yutes over there 'Cause those yutes over there love sing like bitches (sinners) Can't stand no funny little yutes So I don't really mind just burning that b- (I don't) Some John Wick shit when I'm hitting Hitman's rass then take off the hit list (take that) Leave man to swim like fishes Broadwater farm just uptown flicking Waps, drills different Headie one ting 'cause ain't it different? Can't flick like us, start flicking Having fun now 'cause you will soon be digging Bun on the mains no kidding, nows he's Madilane missing (where he at) The dots come fat like griffin Free all the ops that are locked in prison I couldn't give a fuck if you're younger than me I still wet man up them disses (I couldn't) I'm a little tapped yute, I'm wicked, OFB came so we smoking a big spliff I ain't into this verbal ting, could've said more names but I'm not really with it Always dance to the beat, I'm finished Soon link up them boys, just image Fumez the engineer