Nightxromani, Notbriann, Big Boy Damian - Dennis Tha Menace Freestyle (Remix w notbriann ft. BBD) lyrics

Hey

This bitch think im Cena
Cuz she cannot see me
Yeah these bitches follow
Yeah they tryna be me
We ain't kill you slow
Yeah we ain't kill you easy wait-  (bleh)
Yo bitch in the crib and she
Take off her panties
You ain't counting money you
Stackin them pennies
My bitches be bi because they love santanny
Aye hold up, aye yuh
Yeah i ain't fast but i can get furious
They calling me george the way i get curious
Yeah they think im playing but
I can get serious
I fuck from the back and she get delirious
Man i got a mask cuz i stay mysterious
Me and my gang man yeah we get nefarious
619 call me Rey Mysterio
Yo bitch is sweet (gang) like a cheerio
These bitches be playing my
Song on the stereo
I'm in the crib smoking on oregano
I'm in the trackhawk feeling like a man
Don't mistake the gang for a fucking clan
Yeah we need some money i bust out the plan
We hit a drive by in a fucking van
All of my hoes i get from japan
I'm doing them dirty they calling me dan
I know yo hoe just another fan
So i ain't gon smash
I ain't gon lie your new shit is ass
You dumb as shit i take you to class
Yeah i finish first never finish last
Yeah after this verse im finna go nap
You say you got money?, that shit is cap
I got you a present you finna unwrap
I bust out the toolie with the extra mag
The last thing you hearing is it going (bleh)

She bounce on my dick she bounce like a bunny
They calling me bezos the way i get money
We laughing at you cuz you looking real funny
You is so stupid yeah you is a dummy
We in the stu yo bitch on my dick
I got the flu this beat make me sick
The booty so big that bitch is too thick
I bought me the vvs diamond the rick
She threw me out, then called me a prick
223 mag, making it click

Aye making it click
Fucking yo bitch and she suck on my dick
Run up on you and im hitting a lick
Watch yo tone, you get hit with the stick
Hit with the stick your not gonna make it
You're not tough so stop tryna fake it
Aye bring the beat back
Looting and scamming be making these racks
My money tall im feeling like Shaq
Not talking bout lakers
On my team like a playmaker
I'm hella rich i own hella acres
Chilling in the trap and smokin hella vapors
Yeah smoking that gas
Do in the morning show up late to class
This vvs no it ain't glass
You rocking fake shit prolly brass
Aye, won't catch me rocking a fake
Hating on me, no stopping my fade
Chopping you up feel like I'm blade
When I'm done you're gonna
Wish that you prayed