7 Am Freestyle
Nigga, me and Pluto in this bitch like 7 in the morning, nigga
No sleep nigga
Still been sippin' all night, nigga, damn
Money drip
Wheezy outta here
Yeah, uh, she give me top in the Tesla
I may invest in the extra
I'm getting money, power, hoes, clothes, nigga et cetera
I'm on a whole 'nother level
I take Perkys to fight all my demons
It don't help that my bitch is a devil
Came up in the hallway, serving J, yeah, yeah
Money coming every way, my bitch'll pay, yeah, yeah
Man you tripping, I'm spilling the sauce, it dripping over, yeah, yeah
Spend a check on that pussy
I got designer all over my hoodie
Yo' nigga ain't real, yo' nigga a pussy
Look, there he go
He get a few shots, bow
Out the Draco
Blue cheese stuck to my jeans, yeah, yeah
Double up, geeked off lean, yeah, yeah
Baped up, lookin' like a king, yeah, yeah
Bad bitch pulling up my sleeve, yeah, yeah
No socks, Gucci my feet, yeah,, yeah
Haven't been to sleep in a week, yeah, yeah
Bite down on my teeth
You smell codeine when I pee, yeah, yeah
Sipping on red lean
Gun got a red beam
No niggas from the red team
They go brazy
Pull up in that a new ting
I was fucking on new ting
Bad bitch with a tongue ring
Came up in the hallway, serving J, yeah, yeah
Money coming every way, my bitch'll pay, yeah, yeah
Man you tripping, I'm spilling the sauce, it dripping over, yeah, yeah
Pour me a four and another, I love it, sip, sip, sip, uh
It's me and Hendrix in the club, wondering if we gonna take your bitch
We already got five, we was gon' make her six
I didn't eat today, but I took the Perc
And I prayed to God, it won't make me sick
Pour me some drugs in the cup, no rush like sip, sip, sip, uh-huh
Ain't got enough fingers for all these rings, I'm drip, drip, drip, uh-huh
Turn them lil niggas to fiends, all they wanna do is bust clips, uh-huh
Keep a MAC-11 with a beam, I'm gucci, don't slip
Gold in your face yeah, yeah
Flooded out baguettes, yeah, yeah
Came up in the hallway, serving J, yeah, yeah
Money coming every way, my bitch'll pay, yeah, yeah
Yeah, uh, she give me top in the Tesla
I may invest in the extra
I'm getting money, power, hoes, clothes, nigga et cetera
I'm on a whole 'nother level
I take Perkys to fight all my demons
It don't help that my bitch is a devil
Wheezy outta here
No sleep nigga
Still been sippin' all night, nigga, damn
Money drip
Wheezy outta here
Yeah, uh, she give me top in the Tesla
I may invest in the extra
I'm getting money, power, hoes, clothes, nigga et cetera
I'm on a whole 'nother level
I take Perkys to fight all my demons
It don't help that my bitch is a devil
Came up in the hallway, serving J, yeah, yeah
Money coming every way, my bitch'll pay, yeah, yeah
Man you tripping, I'm spilling the sauce, it dripping over, yeah, yeah
Spend a check on that pussy
I got designer all over my hoodie
Yo' nigga ain't real, yo' nigga a pussy
Look, there he go
He get a few shots, bow
Out the Draco
Blue cheese stuck to my jeans, yeah, yeah
Double up, geeked off lean, yeah, yeah
Baped up, lookin' like a king, yeah, yeah
Bad bitch pulling up my sleeve, yeah, yeah
No socks, Gucci my feet, yeah,, yeah
Haven't been to sleep in a week, yeah, yeah
Bite down on my teeth
You smell codeine when I pee, yeah, yeah
Sipping on red lean
Gun got a red beam
No niggas from the red team
They go brazy
Pull up in that a new ting
I was fucking on new ting
Bad bitch with a tongue ring
Came up in the hallway, serving J, yeah, yeah
Money coming every way, my bitch'll pay, yeah, yeah
Man you tripping, I'm spilling the sauce, it dripping over, yeah, yeah
Pour me a four and another, I love it, sip, sip, sip, uh
It's me and Hendrix in the club, wondering if we gonna take your bitch
We already got five, we was gon' make her six
I didn't eat today, but I took the Perc
And I prayed to God, it won't make me sick
Pour me some drugs in the cup, no rush like sip, sip, sip, uh-huh
Ain't got enough fingers for all these rings, I'm drip, drip, drip, uh-huh
Turn them lil niggas to fiends, all they wanna do is bust clips, uh-huh
Keep a MAC-11 with a beam, I'm gucci, don't slip
Gold in your face yeah, yeah
Flooded out baguettes, yeah, yeah
Came up in the hallway, serving J, yeah, yeah
Money coming every way, my bitch'll pay, yeah, yeah
Yeah, uh, she give me top in the Tesla
I may invest in the extra
I'm getting money, power, hoes, clothes, nigga et cetera
I'm on a whole 'nother level
I take Perkys to fight all my demons
It don't help that my bitch is a devil
Wheezy outta here
Credits
Writer(s): Nayvadius Wilburn, Wesley Tyler Glass, Jared Higgins
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