Movie Freestyle
I shot a movie
With choppas and uzis
If niggas act fruity
I pull up w clips like bananas rapped up in bandannas
Put teks to his apple and turn his block to a smoothie
I got a glock an stick an a pole
No aiming my nigga, just lock and reload
We came here for bodies
We leaving with souls and don't leave no trace
Yea we creep and dispose
She hop on the beat, she leaving with Kaci
I am a cheat, these niggas they hate me
Where my location, I'm w yo lady
You niggas be slim, you niggas be shady
She wanna demon, her name Mercedes
I gotta white girl from the 80's
I ain't saying shit unless you pay me
Watch out for 12, watch out for brady
All this drip i cold i slip up the navy
I took yo bitch an i drip up yo lady
Good gas yea you know that I'm blazing
Dumb bitch, but the head is amazing
Backwoods, yea i stick to basics
Day one, I don't no replacements
Hey son, why u stealing my language
Hold up, man these niggas is flagrant
They took my fragrance and then tried to change it
Put on my chain and u gone see the matrix
Slide to bank kuz im finna break it
When I'm in L.A, I'm in Jamaica
I'm get paid and u getting paper
You getting bread I am the baker
Pull up from deep and I'm hitting the fader
I'm finna float just look at the ice
You niggas are broke I stay w a pipe
You calling her over I'm spending the night
I'd rather just shoot why u wanna fight
Bitch u got the juice but i got the sprite
I'm drowning in water bitch look at my right
Now look at my left ouu baby I'm nice
I'm picking the bricks up like I'm Dwight
Bitch you a fool like ed ed n ed
I stay with a tool and it's in the shed
I caught the boy sleeping I'm wetting bed
She think we fucking I'm getting the head
She think i love her i leave her instead
I'm on block w gang getting bread
Baby i hear everything u said
I got the packs fuk up the feds
I get the bag i get the bread
I'm finna brag kuz i'm the best
I shot a movie
With choppas and uzis
If niggas act fruity
I pull up w clips like bananas rapped up in bandannas
Put teks to his apple and turn his block to a smoothie
I got a glock an stick an a pole
No aiming my nigga, just lock and reload
We came here for bodies
We leaving with souls and don't leave no trace
Yea we creep and dispose
With choppas and uzis
If niggas act fruity
I pull up w clips like bananas rapped up in bandannas
Put teks to his apple and turn his block to a smoothie
I got a glock an stick an a pole
No aiming my nigga, just lock and reload
We came here for bodies
We leaving with souls and don't leave no trace
Yea we creep and dispose
She hop on the beat, she leaving with Kaci
I am a cheat, these niggas they hate me
Where my location, I'm w yo lady
You niggas be slim, you niggas be shady
She wanna demon, her name Mercedes
I gotta white girl from the 80's
I ain't saying shit unless you pay me
Watch out for 12, watch out for brady
All this drip i cold i slip up the navy
I took yo bitch an i drip up yo lady
Good gas yea you know that I'm blazing
Dumb bitch, but the head is amazing
Backwoods, yea i stick to basics
Day one, I don't no replacements
Hey son, why u stealing my language
Hold up, man these niggas is flagrant
They took my fragrance and then tried to change it
Put on my chain and u gone see the matrix
Slide to bank kuz im finna break it
When I'm in L.A, I'm in Jamaica
I'm get paid and u getting paper
You getting bread I am the baker
Pull up from deep and I'm hitting the fader
I'm finna float just look at the ice
You niggas are broke I stay w a pipe
You calling her over I'm spending the night
I'd rather just shoot why u wanna fight
Bitch u got the juice but i got the sprite
I'm drowning in water bitch look at my right
Now look at my left ouu baby I'm nice
I'm picking the bricks up like I'm Dwight
Bitch you a fool like ed ed n ed
I stay with a tool and it's in the shed
I caught the boy sleeping I'm wetting bed
She think we fucking I'm getting the head
She think i love her i leave her instead
I'm on block w gang getting bread
Baby i hear everything u said
I got the packs fuk up the feds
I get the bag i get the bread
I'm finna brag kuz i'm the best
I shot a movie
With choppas and uzis
If niggas act fruity
I pull up w clips like bananas rapped up in bandannas
Put teks to his apple and turn his block to a smoothie
I got a glock an stick an a pole
No aiming my nigga, just lock and reload
We came here for bodies
We leaving with souls and don't leave no trace
Yea we creep and dispose
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Writer(s): Gabriel Pattonp
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