Warning freestyle Pt.2

[Chorus:BabyMal]
Make no sense
A bitch finna show out
Finna make all these fake bitches bow down
Show me how u steppin
Tell me who you reppin
Stay to myself bc none of y'all bitches real
Shawty wanna fight , what da deal
All these bitches is fake
Go behind ya back like a snake
Watch me close far away with a telescope
On the low they sneak dissing
Ima finna bust they ass like some cantaloupe
Im on a new wave
Everybody wanna hate
But they don't know I just beat a case
BabyMal how u feelin
I don't have time for these bitches
These bitches acting like children
Cruising down the street yea I'm wildin out
Im on a new level
Im in the moment
Fuck with me
I beat yo ass like u my opponent
[Verse 1]
She said she want all the smoke
Her nigga talking shit
I heard he drop da soap
You better come correct
First thing ima aim at neck
Living my best life
Idgaf what y'all bitches gotta say
Last time I check
I put they asses in their place
Throwing these bitches like some rocks
My family and friends know what im about
Talking shit,now you wanna back out
You took the wrong route
Never thought
I will get like this
Aye bitch got some issues
Make a bitch cry, bitch need some tissues
You need help, rescue
Bitch imma finna drop you, no oops
You already know, yes that is a choice
Picking up this money like im picking up some coins
Makes these bitches drop like some raindrops
Popping these niggas like some popcorn
Don't try to hide
Nigga you been warn
[Verse 2]
Loyalty is everything to me
I dont need no fake love around me
Loyalty a big thing to me
If you ain't keeping it, don't be around me
Got tired of ppl
They tried to clown alot
They showed me fake love
Never thought they switch up on me
I gotta ride
I gotta ride by my side
Ima keep it real to the day I die
Ima keep it real to the day I die
Bitch how can you change on me
You post to be my main
You turned into an opp
All that cappin gotta stop
All that sneak dissing gone get you popped
I hate fake bitches who pretend
If another bitch fuck with me
Her bitch ass life gonna end
Yes it's gonna end
When I count to ten
Your funeral is the only one I attend
Bitch don't call me your friend
I bet you can can't count how much money I spend
Don't fuck with me
That's the only thing I recommend
I do this shit on the regular
Not the weekend
[Chorus:BabyMal]
Make no sense
A bitch finna show out
Finna make all these fake bitches bow down
Show me how u steppin
Tell me who you reppin
Stay to myself bc none of y'all bitches real
Shawty wanna fight , what da deal
All these bitches is fake
Go behind ya back like a snake
Watch me close far away with a telescope
On the low they sneak dissing
Ima finna bust they ass like some cantaloupe
Im on a new wave
Everybody wanna hate
But they don't know I just beat a case
BabyMal how u feelin
I don't have time for these bitches
These bitches acting like children
Cruising down the street yea I'm wildin out
Im on a new level
Im in the moment
Fuck with me
I beat yo ass like u my opponent