[Lyric] Gamer Gang Freestyle Pt. 5 (marthy)

[Intro]
This shit funny as fuck
Fuck Jeff
Peter kinda nice with it
Aye
Iraq lobster
Gamer Gang Freestyle
Part cinco
[Verse]
Me and Brandon, yeah we smokin' on packs
On that Ex pack, I take a step back
Shoot it like Dame because I never lack
Made that boy run like he was on track
Omar in the back, yeah he chuckin' some bombs
Caught Shosu watchin' hentai, man it's haram
I can tell the future, man, give me your palm
Wait, never mind, I was doin' your mom
Oblical shootin' rounds, yeah, we goin' out of town
Opps, we hit 'em down, got them six underground
I got home runs but I'm not on the mound
Opp lost a limb, go look, lost and found
We be takin' racks, oh shit, what's that sound?
Fuck, it's the cops, they be lurkin' around
[Interlude]
Shout-out Gamer Gang
We been goin' like two years strong, ya feel me?
[Verse]
Your homie is gone, man, shout-out to Chip
Blasted your homie 'cause he was wearin' bummy fits
His pack is mid, wait, I guess I gotta dip
Wally out here, he's really an immigrant
We trap in the kitchen, yeah, we makin' some shrimp
I was with Trippy, he was high like a blimp
Rookie my nigga, but he always a chimp
And with Creatitus, he chill like a pimp
I'm an Iraq lobster, I be blowin' up shit
Me and the clique, your homie gone in a click
Reaper always shootin', but you know he gone brick
And I'm out like my dad, but I'm not that quick
[Outro]
Shout-out Gamer Gang again
We just been, like, foolin' around and shit
And, like, I don't know, man
These freestyles, it was a joke, but like
They kinda fun now
Peace!