Hands on the Wheel Freestyle

[Verse 1: Nitty Scott, MC] It ain't hard to tell, you trying to keep the mozzarell' While the whole damn game done gone to hell I dominate you like a dominatrix Hate my greatness cause you clearly ain't this Send you on a permanent rap hiatus Too much noise, gotta change your muffler Super Nitty, I'm a full-time juggler Juggernaut aiming for the jugular, yeah Now don't be trying to say you got your hands on the wheel Just because you got your little hands on a deal What'd you have to do to get your brand on the seal? Might look good, but you just not real My flow raise eyebrows and the crime rate Full time is my motherfucking mind state Slim thang, but I got a big brain Big enough to know that these rappers never eating off of my plate I ain't show to your little cipher Damn right, bitch, cause I'm way more nicer Than all these little chicks on the hip-hop scene Got 'em gassed up like they popped them beans Probably think we got a whole lot in common Rhyming for Gucci, rhyming for rhyming Why? Cause we both got tits and a mic And making words rhyme is a thing that you like? Heard about your diss track, sorry that I missed that I would never identify you with a diss back Hop in the booth and the past goes missing I passed class without the ass kissing Play' em, spray 'em, slay 'em, man this shit is getting gory I will tell my fucking story before I let you tell it for me Bitch! [Outro] Hey, the name is Nitty Scott comma MC dot Don't forget the mother fucking MC Hey yo, I see you niggas out there fucking hating Sending tweets and shit Say that shit in my face I'm tired of this bullshit I've had some shit to say for a long time I'm tired of being politically correct, you feel me? Stop trying to fucking classify me I'm a fucking human being, feel me? I'm not a fucking femcee, I'm an artist