E:60 Freestyle
Aye Condo We Up
Kept my shit lowkey and then I went and got my bag up
And I got packs up
Goofy ho back up
Need my own E60 just to show them that the stats up
Hating from the background
You gone need backup
Going ham woo woo woo
Kick her out like pam
Marty Man
Rob Van Damme How I'm smacking down
On these niggas hating hating from the background
I got bitches that was curvin they shaking they ass now
This ho flocking like a groupie ain't even checked my soundcloud
All she want to do is pop pills and go to rolling loud
Baby I feel like i'm Hank Hill i'm really off the gas
These niggas gas I'mma have to pass
I can smell these lames from miles away
And I shine miles away
Baby give me head like it's the Carter 3
Lollipop
Waking up to new money I diddy bop
Niggas talk they 15 cent I let them make they penny proud
Anyhow
2 feet in the door I can't finish now
I don't fuck with in & out
Where the real beef at
You ain't ever seen the cowboys play the cheese heads
At ya neck
Fuck him up
Fuck a flag
Kept my shit lowkey and then I went and got my bag up
And I got packs up
Goofy ho back up
Need my own E60 just to show them that the stats up
Hating from the background
You gone need backup
Kept my shit lowkey and then I went and got my bag up
And I got packs up
Goofy ho back up
Need my own E60 just to show them that the stats up
Hating from the background
You gone need backup
Kept my shit lowkey and then I went and got my bag up
And I got packs up
Goofy ho back up
Need my own E60 just to show them that the stats up
Hating from the background
You gone need backup
Going ham woo woo woo
Kick her out like pam
Marty Man
Rob Van Damme How I'm smacking down
On these niggas hating hating from the background
I got bitches that was curvin they shaking they ass now
This ho flocking like a groupie ain't even checked my soundcloud
All she want to do is pop pills and go to rolling loud
Baby I feel like i'm Hank Hill i'm really off the gas
These niggas gas I'mma have to pass
I can smell these lames from miles away
And I shine miles away
Baby give me head like it's the Carter 3
Lollipop
Waking up to new money I diddy bop
Niggas talk they 15 cent I let them make they penny proud
Anyhow
2 feet in the door I can't finish now
I don't fuck with in & out
Where the real beef at
You ain't ever seen the cowboys play the cheese heads
At ya neck
Fuck him up
Fuck a flag
Kept my shit lowkey and then I went and got my bag up
And I got packs up
Goofy ho back up
Need my own E60 just to show them that the stats up
Hating from the background
You gone need backup
Kept my shit lowkey and then I went and got my bag up
And I got packs up
Goofy ho back up
Need my own E60 just to show them that the stats up
Hating from the background
You gone need backup
Credits
Writer(s): Benjamin Jalloh
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