Pure Cocaine (Freestyle)

These niggas be talking about drip
Well i drip like a faucet
This Shit here gone leak like a mop
I grew up wit killers and stealers
That gated community that you live in keep em out
Tank top with gym shorts and a chain on my neck
Young nigga it get hot on the block
Tank top wit gym shorts and a chain on my neck
Got me feeling like hitman holla
Fuck all that shit they be talking bout nigga
Getting head in the parking lot
Waffle House nigga
Private party full of bitches and we got em drunk
Nobody walking out nigga
Wit a bitch this thick youon take no shit from a nigga
Like a lighter wit a blunt we lit
Wit a bitch this thick youon take no shit from a nigga
Cause that nigga just be wishing that he hit it
All my niggas gone bang on it
Bullet wit ya name on it
All this drip no drain on it
Bet you can't steal this shit
Real rap, no cap
Yo block, my block im the same on it
You niggas really be trippin
Talmbout you stepping
You niggas really be skipping
Told that lil hoe ain't no kissing
She better bless it
And when she get finished im dipping

(Hopping in the whip do the dash on a nigga like a hyphen
Pulling up on another nigga bitch
Long story short i had to spazz on a nigga one night
When i was leaving out the club wit his bitch
Couple niggas wit me they been itching to fight, like itching to fight
Buss a nigga head in a minute
Bedrock like Flintstones
Imma beat it like a band when i get her to the crib in a minute)

All my niggas gone blow
All my niggas know the rule never trip about a hoe
All my niggas on go
All my niggas got a hoe right after the show
I tried to put my heart into it really
Been hurt so many times i
can't deal wit it
Pressure from both sides ain't feeling in it
Looking through my phone im still remembering
All of the shit we done did
Playing around like some kids
Smoking joking and shit
can't control how I'm feeling
Put a 8th inside a backwood im smoking that shit
Double cup a nigga sippin
Gorilla Cookies only thang help me cope wit the shit
Plant a seed in the soil
Put it right by ya cause I'm tryna grow wit the bih
Shawty all in my DM
act like i don't see em
I don't even know the lil bih
You got a nigga ion see him
That nigga invisible feel like the goat of this shit
Whatever happen in the dark gone come to light
They gone run like a roach in this bih
Tattoos on my body, i need a lil mo
Put some ink on my soul in this bih
Cause I'm hurting
Speed limit plus 30
Don't wanna be broke when I'm 30
We shoot em like 30
Double M, we really splurging
Cut the head off a serpent
Im closing the curtain

Im from Alabama b
You niggas counterfeit



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Writer(s): Quanicholas Taylor
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