DankWoods Freestyle (feat. 10times)
50K in the safe
Car fast
212 on the chase
50K in the safe
Car fast
212 on the chase
You can see me
On the opening chase
Fuck trapping I'ma
Rob the bank
Roll the backwood
Fill it with dank
New crib
But I live in the bank
Neck water
Got it wet like the saints
Styrofoam
I'ma fill it with drank
Cup muddy
Cuz we came from the dirt
Ridin with the Uzi
Slide with the vert
Fall in the street
Slip and get hurt
She wanna come
Tell her bring your purse
She wanna trick
I'm not that rich nigga
But I'm ready for combat
All that hating nigga
You need to stop that
Come through
Pop shots where the ops at
I got cheese
I'm setting a mouse trap
Reach for it
Nigga you getting shot it
If I see it nigga
I'ma cop that
I'm not one of these little niggas
Real flow
So I keep real killas
Come thru
Doing this shit
Shit like a dentist
New drop top
Watch me peel it
In the pussy to deep
She feel it
In her stomach
Like a mother fucking fetus
Too clean
Like I just left the cleaners
Serving all the plays
I got em fiending
Pulled up in some shit
You never seen it
Pulled up
Blowing smoke like a genie
Pulled off
Spinning the tires
I don't trust the nigga
I think he wired
On top of that
That nigga weird
Silence the gun
You'll never hear it
Court date
Naw
I ain't appearing
No truth
Nigga these Hermes
No friends
Nigga this just business
Can't hear you
Cuz of my engine
Too many racks
Can't rock skinny's
Too many ranks
Can't eat Denny's
If she a hoe
Take her to Wendy's
Can't shake hands
I'm not friendly
I might go cop me a Bentley
Smoke me a pound like a
Chimney
These niggas mad cuz we living
But this is just the beginning
Started this shit
We gone finish
50K in the safe
Car fast
212 on the chase
You can see me
On the opening chase
Fuck trapping I'ma
Rob the bank
Roll the backwood
Fill it with dank
New crib
But I live in the bank
Neck water
Got it wet like the saints
Styrofoam
I'ma fill it with drank
Cup muddy
Cuz we came from the dirt
Ridin with the Uzi
Slide with the vert
Fall in the street
Slip and get hurt
She wanna come
Tell her bring your purse
She wanna trick
I'm not that rich nigga
But I'm ready for combat
All that hating nigga
You need to stop that
Come through
Pop shots where the ops at
I got
Car fast
212 on the chase
50K in the safe
Car fast
212 on the chase
You can see me
On the opening chase
Fuck trapping I'ma
Rob the bank
Roll the backwood
Fill it with dank
New crib
But I live in the bank
Neck water
Got it wet like the saints
Styrofoam
I'ma fill it with drank
Cup muddy
Cuz we came from the dirt
Ridin with the Uzi
Slide with the vert
Fall in the street
Slip and get hurt
She wanna come
Tell her bring your purse
She wanna trick
I'm not that rich nigga
But I'm ready for combat
All that hating nigga
You need to stop that
Come through
Pop shots where the ops at
I got cheese
I'm setting a mouse trap
Reach for it
Nigga you getting shot it
If I see it nigga
I'ma cop that
I'm not one of these little niggas
Real flow
So I keep real killas
Come thru
Doing this shit
Shit like a dentist
New drop top
Watch me peel it
In the pussy to deep
She feel it
In her stomach
Like a mother fucking fetus
Too clean
Like I just left the cleaners
Serving all the plays
I got em fiending
Pulled up in some shit
You never seen it
Pulled up
Blowing smoke like a genie
Pulled off
Spinning the tires
I don't trust the nigga
I think he wired
On top of that
That nigga weird
Silence the gun
You'll never hear it
Court date
Naw
I ain't appearing
No truth
Nigga these Hermes
No friends
Nigga this just business
Can't hear you
Cuz of my engine
Too many racks
Can't rock skinny's
Too many ranks
Can't eat Denny's
If she a hoe
Take her to Wendy's
Can't shake hands
I'm not friendly
I might go cop me a Bentley
Smoke me a pound like a
Chimney
These niggas mad cuz we living
But this is just the beginning
Started this shit
We gone finish
50K in the safe
Car fast
212 on the chase
You can see me
On the opening chase
Fuck trapping I'ma
Rob the bank
Roll the backwood
Fill it with dank
New crib
But I live in the bank
Neck water
Got it wet like the saints
Styrofoam
I'ma fill it with drank
Cup muddy
Cuz we came from the dirt
Ridin with the Uzi
Slide with the vert
Fall in the street
Slip and get hurt
She wanna come
Tell her bring your purse
She wanna trick
I'm not that rich nigga
But I'm ready for combat
All that hating nigga
You need to stop that
Come through
Pop shots where the ops at
I got
Credits
Writer(s): Brandon Simmons
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- Real Eyes Recognize Real Lies Radio Edit
- In Real Life (IRL) - Single
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