Juicy Freestyle - Bryn

Back again

Ima looney

Gotta a bop and my arse says juicy

Ima artist I ain’t no groupie

Racks in the metro no need to be moody

I’m Not a typical Lucy

But I do love abit of side boobie

And when it comes to the music

Stick out like a sore thumb when making a movie

Slap them botch lips darling

Bully Bryn I beg your pardon

Belly full but I’m still starving

No designer I love a good bargain

Miss them days with the date in the margin

At the bin just pencil sharpening

Praise the kid when I’m up in the morning

Cup of tea with Marge in the garden

Litty committee

My Killy

On the block getting all gritty

Should of brought a coat It’s getting all chilli

On the back of my boyfriends gilly

Giv a fag to the local nitty

Now I’m running out it’s getting all silly

Nah f*ck it you know i ain’t witty

This is why I fucking love my city

I Rload myself like a full clip m13 I might call myself Cod

This music ting don’t pay me enough but I can’t work a full time job

So I might bang depop or call my bros 200 Hunna go get this prof

Been a year since covid has come about still now I ain’t got no cough

Señorita

Ima leader

Work from young now I ain’t just stopping

F*ck a feature

Ima peeper

Don’t chat shit bp is not capping

Amber leaf and some henny

I got 2 girls by the docks getting naughty

Rebel mode call me miley

Call up my right hand let’s get this popping

Tell boss man add more sauce

Bend your girls back in the crib with no force

I love melanin darlings course

Gorgeous ones with A Vivienne walk

I don’t sit in the trap I just right my raps with my primark shorts

Been OT

For stu of course

I don’t do that

Not illegal

Your bitch got naughty for Bryn

Ahh shit

Not again

Can’t lie she’s a 10/10

Next time just make sure she brings her friend

But any way enough of the talking

I’m bored of that

And it gets too boring

I might just roll up the amber leaf

And tell amber she needs to cut out by the morning

Back again

Ima looney

Gotta a bop and my arse says juicy

Ima artist I ain’t no groupie

Racks in the metro no need to be moody

I’m Not a typical Lucy

But I do love abit of side boobie

And when it comes to the music

Stick out like a sore thumb when making a movie

Slap them botch lips darling

Bully Bryn I beg your pardon

Belly full but I’m still starving

No designer I love a good bargain

Miss them days with the date in the margin

At the bin just pencil sharpening

Praise the kid when I’m up in the morning

Cup of tea with Marge in the garden

Mummy mummy mummy