[Intro: Abe the Splash God]

Bone Hill freestyle aye

Another day another banger

Yeah we don't fuck with these—do you guys hear this, this is a freestyle

We don't fuck with these fakes

[Verse 1: Abe the Splash God]

Like God's plan it's amazing like WEA Clan

Smoking out of a can

I'm not a rapist with a van

Just tryna make this money

Pull out the Glock and they runny runny

Steal your bitch call me Swiper

Knock your head off with a sniper

Then I'm a piper

Bone Hill run this shit by a grill

We're the ones to kill

The rap game was made for us

I don't give a fuck what you say

See you then fucking spray

Working in your trap on the daily

All these money, bitches going crazy

These niggas lazy

The more money the more rain

Stay in your lane

Like triple B's they got more ice to freeze

Call me D. Mitch score all these points

In a glitch

Like these snakes

They don't want to switch

Call me K.D. taking over the

There are some niggas that need to be free

Another banger let the boys finish

Aye, aye, aye, aye

Yeah this is a fucking freestyle

If you believe it, it is

[Verse 2: Infamous]

Infamous first freestyle lets go

Flows flowing going showing outta my lips

Lyrical ammunition is what I equip

Hide a gun on the side of your hip like a magician when you ain't got any clips

Audition at an audition during an eclipse

In addition battle raps aren't in any script

Ambition like Scottie Pip, rip tracks tear them apart

Bits by bits mother fucking mics I rip

I'm back up in this for fucking with me

Oh shit I'll be dead wake up at the funeral to make the mortician flip

Trying to be Infamous' rendition better dip

Call me Big L cause I don't have it all upstairs but who the fuck cares

Like fucking Big Pun you better Beware

It's the unwanted son so better run to a loved one or else you'll get done by this mother fucking Capone holding a tommy gun

Having fun

Staring at some ass ditching class

Step on some rocks

Pay attention to the clock better not get caught by some bitch ass cops or else they'll be lined in chalk

Cause we be under the bridge

Wanna smoke some marajuana

Outta the can if we hear sirens then we out like Batman

Take four or five puffs then say thats enough

Can't go home with red eyes smelling like weed or else I'll die

Try to come back alive like surprise

It's not a lie some of my homies get high

Your shit garbage bringing fucking carnage

Producer better give me a snare

Wanting me dead I'll kick the chair

Find me pour gasoline out a canteen

Damn it was the 13th time this week

Lines never ever get weak

I know it gets you shook so shriek on a streak can't kill my technique

Popular kids don't like me dislike me it's unlikely they can strike thee

Too beastly drown them in the Black Sea

Diss you subliminally

Don't try to tell me to watch my profanity

Creeping outta the debris

The Operas Phantom

Girls say I'm handsome

Throw a tantrum and hold them ransom till we go platinum

Make Kim Kardashian have an orgasm

The completion we surpass them

[Verse 3: Lil Peanut]

Hey, hey, hey, hey

Molly Holly calling you snobby

Talking to Ricky Bobby

Fuckboy Tommy with her mommy getting some salami

Kid you have no life

Cause you haven't grown a life

So go stab yourself with a mother fucking knife

No doubt you're gonna join the crew

You're a Jew

Screw you

Dr. Dre has been slayed by a lady her name is Sadie

Looking like a pussy ass baby

Get the Wheat Thins out because it's on your chin boy

Making noise also smoking some doinks

Easy to join and redeem some coins

You look stoned