100 Bars (Freestyle)

Aye aye aye aye

Geeked up
I be to high

Fresh as hell
My lil bitch
Sressing i be
To fly

Ik a lil thot
Dat be going

Red light
Im still going

Black boy
He keep pouring

Triple cup

Kill dat oppa
Zip emm up

U knw i be
Drilling

She suck
My dick
For fill in

U aint wit
Da mobb
U a fill in

Dnt ask me
Why i keep
Yoppin up

Bitch u knw da
Feeling

Geeked up

Dnt want
Her she to
Freaked up

My gas smell
Like u peed
Up

Es up

Tell
Dat girl
She gotta
Ease up

Im gone push
Up

Drop location
Pull up

Choppa
Leave u
In a pull up

Eating beef
Im getting
Full up

Pulling
Niggas
Hoe card

Dis on yo
Instasnap

But unsending
Yo dm

Social media
The opps
They blocking

Why tf
Deese niggas
Keep jockin
Me

Hit up lil joc
He just aim
And squeeze

Turn a nigga

Block to a
Crime scene

Dis not a backwood

Dis a gravel leaf

Ima stompa
Not a steppa

Ima Z Gorilla
DOA

Call my zombies
Out da grown
Its ya turn now

Now u dead
on Da grown
To late tuh turn
Now

Dawg u chasin
Money to slow

Nigga pick

Yo

Feet up

I tell
My

YunGins

Eat up

Choppa hit

Emm watch
Freeze up

Like beef
I eat

Da

Beat up

Nigga getcho
Cake

Get cho
Cheeze

Step back

Fade uh
Nigga

Im to G u
Cant

Play
Uh nigga

Yo bitch
Gone
Jig
Off dis beat

Now bitch
Come
Jigg
On diss
Meat

Sike

Ion
Want
Dat freak
I just get

Geeked

Im dat
Nigga
Riding
Round
Wit more den 3

Clips

Full of
Dat hot shit

See a opp
We pop shitt

We dnt
Really
Talk alot

Caught him
Slippin in
Da
Car lot

Is u tryna spark
It out

Opp pack
What we
Sparkin now

38
Bulldog
It get
To barkin
Out

Pick up da
Glock

Put da revolver
Down

Da glock
Came
Wit no sound

Dats
Dat
Shhhhh
Dats dat
Shhhhh

All u here
Is his body
Hit da ground

Im lets

Build a trap
Underground

Ion mainstream

Im underground

Qaun bring it in
By da pound

Qaun
Bring it in
By da p

Needa
Z come
Shop wit me

Try tuh rob
Me dats
A suicide

U knw how
Dat street
Shit go

Its either
Do
Or
Die



Credits
Writer(s): Jibreel Mitchell
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