Weasel Freestyle
Bounce back stackin'
Bounce back mackin'
Bouncing betty in my parcel
Bouncing betty in my package
I got so much shit to do
They wanna count my every move
I got nothin' left to prove
I got so much left to lose
She a city girl
Could've swore she was from SoHo dude
Real sadity girl
She ain't like how I had my cake and eat it too
It's like Jimmy Choo
You can't afford to walk off in these shoes
I paid plenty dues
I don't know why you look so goddamn confused
It's a miracle
That I even give the slightest fuck
Not no G-Unit oh no
But I was young and I was buck
We can play a game of tag
If you think you can't be touched
You ain't even got to ask
All you got to do is (huh huh)
I feel like Jackie Chan
This whole hour was a rush
The bitch is super sour
I was off the perc and couldn't bust
She reaching like what are we
Just some folks who both can't trust
We think we know what love is
But we just in love with lust
OMG
Hardly hardly see yea uh yea
Imma make the most most of this ay huh
All the hasbeen moving passive
Watch me close I'm closing chapters
Is you callin' shots nigga
or is you callin' Casper?
You don't even know what the fuck you after
Pick up the pace it falls through a little faster
Imma lead the way you can be the example
Russell ass Wilson nigga tryna play daddy
Bad ass bitch with a full ass Cashapp
Super fast peddle to the floor imma smash that
Head so gassed up told her I'm past that
Can't trust shit ain't no way imma mask that
Bounce back mackin'
Bouncing betty in my parcel
Bouncing betty in my package
I got so much shit to do
They wanna count my every move
I got nothin' left to prove
I got so much left to lose
She a city girl
Could've swore she was from SoHo dude
Real sadity girl
She ain't like how I had my cake and eat it too
It's like Jimmy Choo
You can't afford to walk off in these shoes
I paid plenty dues
I don't know why you look so goddamn confused
It's a miracle
That I even give the slightest fuck
Not no G-Unit oh no
But I was young and I was buck
We can play a game of tag
If you think you can't be touched
You ain't even got to ask
All you got to do is (huh huh)
I feel like Jackie Chan
This whole hour was a rush
The bitch is super sour
I was off the perc and couldn't bust
She reaching like what are we
Just some folks who both can't trust
We think we know what love is
But we just in love with lust
OMG
Hardly hardly see yea uh yea
Imma make the most most of this ay huh
All the hasbeen moving passive
Watch me close I'm closing chapters
Is you callin' shots nigga
or is you callin' Casper?
You don't even know what the fuck you after
Pick up the pace it falls through a little faster
Imma lead the way you can be the example
Russell ass Wilson nigga tryna play daddy
Bad ass bitch with a full ass Cashapp
Super fast peddle to the floor imma smash that
Head so gassed up told her I'm past that
Can't trust shit ain't no way imma mask that
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Writer(s): Brayon Potillo, Spencer Mahurt
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