ISR Freestyle
• Written by unforgettable
unforgettable's Notes
Yes, this is a freestyle I did in ISR
I was bored as shit
And y'all already know I don't give a fuck about no goddamn school
Fuck that shit
I'm only passing 4 classes
Plus, I had FRVRFRIDAY stuck in my head
Specifically SUMMER'S UP
So I kinda had that flow
I’m a fashion statement, unlabeled
What you bring to the table? I’m famous I’m stapled
She live in a fantasy, her world in fabled
All of the bullets labeled Comme des Garçon
Yeah, baby I don’t shoot up for fun
Baby, I’m hot, my body fitted some Chrome
Voice through the house, I ain’t alone
Sex over the phone ain’t the same anymore
Get me some drugs, I need me some more
Could you tell me baby, what vibe are you on
Wanted you, but for ruse, I swore by remorse
Lower your tone when you talk, I’m hot on the floor
Stopping by the fashion store, your body a lovable eyesore
Baby fuck with me all night, cause you is a whore
Taut belly so tight, this something I can’t ignore
You got Balenciaga, Margiela, and more
I’m heartless, regardless, nevermind, not part of it
You were the one who started it, a loveable darkness
In all black you still ain’t spotless, a promise with causes
A goddess that’s harmfully flawless, she be my Novice
Jealous and reckless, something ain’t settling
Your eyes a lifeless timeless Timex
With a sharpness that gone fuck up my commas
Take you along for the ride, guess you my lover
She in the streets posted with somebody’s daughter, yeah
