Wet Blunt Freestyle

Hey I'm in the trap and i'm servin' dem bricks
Run up on us and you know we got sticks
Run up on us and you know we gone click
Run up on us and I'm takin' your bitch
Niggas be talkin' I don't wanna hear it
I'm smokin' gas and y'all niggas smoke spirits
Tell her come through and you know I'ma clear it
They gone call 12 cause the way I be steerin'

Tell her come through, cause my necklace be froze (Froze)
I just be gettin' these hoes
Call that bankroll in my pocket a dub (Dub)
Cause you know I don't have ones

She gone throw that butt
Just for some funds
Baby you're done
Run up on me and you know I got guns
Run up on me and we put you in suns

Run up on me and we shoot at yo hat
Y'all boys be fakin' I know y'all be cap
Run up on me know I'm smokin' that gas
Run up on me and I got the strap
Run up on me and I knock ya hat
Right off yo head, boy you'll be dead
Run up on me and we leave yo ass bled
All on the ground, look at this red

Look at these guns
Look at these funds, all in my pocket
Hittin' yo bitch
Soar like a rocket, hit it like bop it
Y'all need to stop it
I'm with the gang and we makin' profit
Smokin' them bottles
(Hol' up) smokin' these models
(Hol' up) ride in a Tesla
It be just drivin' itself
I just be getting that wealth
I just be runnin up, I be so stealthy
You will not see me
All of these bitches they wanna be me
You can not be me
Diamonds is vv
They look like TV

She say that Alex so sneaky
Cause she ain't the only lil bitch
I just be tryna get rich
Pull up wit a stick
Wet ya house
Wet ya block
Wet ya top
Drop the top
Pull the guns out
Now ya dead
At ya head
Now ya dead



Credits
Writer(s): Alexandria Shell
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