Freestyle

My drip, yeah it's spread 'cross the nation
I drive in this foreign like I'm racin'
Catchin' your bitch and I
Slaughter like Jason i'm from the south and
I'm not talkin' Macon
She left him alone 'cause he
Fried like some bacon
I'm drankin' on purple while
Watchin' the Lakers
Took one for my partner 'cause
I'm a team player
Fuck with her vibe so she met at Rodeo
He cuffin' that bitch on the set like a hero
I let my pockets get big like a kilo
Put a bag on his head and
They hit me for real ones
He got big in the head
Like he poppin' some steroids
I pull to the hood just to eat on some
You can't run from this shit
You just gotta face it
A baby with watches got boogers in faces
I'm blind to the bullshit just
Like I got mace-ded
Fly in your town count a bag on the daily
I ain't serious 'bout pussy I
Ain't doin' no rape
All that damn hatin' you do overrated
Bitch in my face 'cause
I muhfuckin' made it
Poppin' these percs 'cause my
Body be achin'
I am a real one 'lil nigga you stagin'
Head straight for the top 'cause
I came from the basement
Promethazine that's with Codeine
I mix it with drink yeah we call it lean
My eyes gettin' low my body hit a lean
'cause music they need
Call the damn maintenance 'cause
It's drip not leakage
She too classy ain't showing no cleavage
If you get my number baby
Girl you better use it
Tyler Perry hmm gon' shoot us a movie
Austin Power Gotit 'cause I'm
Gettin' real groovy
And I'm gonna start my own wave big movement
Saw my first dead yeah that was a big moment
Ever since then I've been money hungry
No we can't ride deep, 2 door coupes
Lil' mama text said "let me have you"
Hit from the back she screamed
"how are you here?"
Draco with a drum nigga
I don't have shooters
Me and this cash wipe out niggas
Go and got a lil' top show you how to do it
Diamond cut chains and the pearls no rubies
On a Tuesday we chowin' at Ruby's

Yeah, O-o-o-ouuu

Gucci swag Air Max yeah that's 'quisite
Burberry, Off-white, that exotic movement
Take her for a ride like we been in Civics
Push start no key we ridin' in a new Jag
She forgot about it yeah she went
And got a new man
She got her ex mad 'cause her
New man bought her new ass
Droppin' racks on this shit we
Ain't use no keypads
No I ain't change with the money
Almost every Friday bringin' out hundreds
She knew I beat shit down no
The bigger amount come wrapped like mummies

OOO-o-o-ouuuu

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