BBL Drizzy Freestyle Lyrics – Scru Face Jean

[Intro]
Um
Now, I ain’t got no problems with Drake, not at all
But when Metro Boomin make a beat and challenge every rapper out there
Oh, you know what I gotta do, oh, you just know
‘Cause, ladies and gentlemen, hip hop is a sport
I just happen to play it better
My name is Scru Face Jean, and I’m pretty freaking awesome
Um, I said

[Verse]
Santa, I’m gifted, the s*its in the bag
N!ggas be spitting, I listen and laugh
The day that I give any n!gga a pass
Is that day that I actually listen to Vlad
I know that you n!ggas a b!tch and a half
The way that I’m spitting, a clip is attached
Two mini Dracos that sit in the back
Got two baby Drac’s like I’m Drizzy the dad
Huh, I made a buck fifty, no I ain’t cut witcha
I’m up, n!gga, in five months, I’m some n!gga
It’s love, n!gga, I ain’t tryna throw slugs witcha
If a n!gga was, then we’d put you up with the cups, n!gga
And you don’t wanna fu*k with the quiet hundred round drum n!ggas
Up the Drac’s in silence, just shut up and make them drums hit ya
Seeing hell, way that I’m driven, should have a CDL
Lifting all you fake-ass b!tches, ain’t talking BBL
I be for real, we tryna be billionaires, boy, I’ll be Pharrell
And if you mean to stop us, we’ll lean and pop ’em like D4L
It’s down to the wire, I’m Omar, Avon, and Stringer Bell
Doper than a narco, tell Pablo his s*it is in the mail
Killers on the street with them shotties that take the biggest shells
One pump’ll change your whole night, n!gga, ask Cinderell’
No Disney tale ’cause life ain’t no movie, there ain’t no script, and well
If there was, them s*its a dud ’cause most of ’em ain’t written’ well
Twin F&Ns, they my little friends, call ’em Chip and Dale
‘Cause you gon’ need a fu*king Rescue Ranger when you hit for real
I’m sick as hell, n!gga, we say your name ‘fore we lit the L
Quick inhale, revenge taste sweet, but got the sickest smell
Boy, my s*it is sounding so sick that it’s getting sickle cell
‘Cause all I know is bars, on God, should be telling prison tales
Boy, my name is holding so much weight, it’s starting to tip the scale
Tell Vlad that he could get mixed perfect, my beats is ill
You n!ggas weak as hell, my heart is bleeding still
Twin blicks, Tamara might not hit you, but Tia will
Jesus will take the wheel
‘Cause I’m about to crash, I need a belt
You acting like you’ll flash out, you need to chill
These n!ggas make me laugh now, I see Chappelle
The problem is you assed out
Ain’t talking bout rizz when they bring the MAC out
I cashed out, you seen my last show? That ho was packed out
A packed house, potato on that b!tch, don’t get mashed out
Don’t back down, “Somebody once told me”, n!ggas Smash Mouth
Man down, when s*it get too hot, n!ggas get fanned down
Used to wanna take the camp down, but n!ggas fans now

[Outro]
Hahahahahaha, Face

[Intro]
In the intro, Scru Face Jean expresses admiration for Drake and acknowledges Metro Boomin’s beat challenge as an opportunity to showcase his skills. By framing hip-hop as a competitive sport, he asserts his confidence in his abilities to excel. Introducing himself with pride, he sets the tone for his performance, confident in his prowess and ready to prove himself as a standout in the rap game.

[Verse]
In this verse, Scru Face Jean demonstrates his lyrical prowess and confidence while addressing various themes and subjects. He starts by asserting his own talent and dismissing lesser rappers with clever wordplay. Referencing Vlad, possibly Vlad TV, a platform known for interviews with hip-hop figures, he suggests he’s selective in whom he respects.

Scru Face Jean then describes his rise in the industry, boasting about his success and dismissing any threats to his position. He metaphorically compares himself to influential figures like Pharrell and characters from the TV series “The Wire,” emphasizing his status and influence.

The verse continues with vivid imagery and wordplay, highlighting the harsh realities of life and the rap game. Scru Face Jean juxtaposes fairy tale references with gritty street imagery, emphasizing the contrast between fantasy and reality.

He further asserts his dominance by referencing weapons and violence, juxtaposed with humorous imagery. He emphasizes his readiness to face any challenges, even likening himself to Jesus taking control amidst chaos.

Scru Face Jean concludes the verse by mocking his rivals, boasting about his packed shows and dismissing any threats to his success. He warns against backing down and asserts his resilience in the face of adversity, using humor and bravado to underline his confidence. Overall, the verse serves as a showcase of Scru Face Jean’s lyrical skill, confidence, and wit, establishing him as a formidable presence in the rap scene.

[Outro]
The outro concludes with laughter and Scru Face Jean’s moniker “Face,” signifying confidence and enjoyment in his performance, leaving a memorable impression.