Shots Freestyle
It's NaNas bitch
Aye aye
Yup yup
On my commas
I'm with the drama
Call me Donna to my iguana
I get my dollas
Rap like my father
Dont even bother
I'll Make u holla
You tried to hit but dat shit ain't fit
Now u fit, Yo girl had sick
Still my tip he was still on tip
With yo ass but he still on my tip
Trynna hit lick, Trynna get lick
Lil nigga couldn't handle this bitch
Yeah I'ma boss got drip like I'm sauce
New whip gone cost fuck what you thought
Runnin up check, But know I invest
Bitch is pressed but now you impressed
And I Rap on the beat cause I Come with the heat
Raised in the streets so I got that piece
Blow you kiss
I know you pissed
If I make a diss
Hoes gone snitch
Tell that nigga that I said hi
Is you still crying bout yo bitch
Last nigga I fucked wanna hit it again
His new bitch is plain and I call her Jane.
I'm a grown bitch, so stay in yo lane.
We not the same so no fair game nigga.
Call that nigga out on the track haha.
Tell Kombat to run that shit back Bitch.
I'm throwing shots so you better duck nigga.
Boop Boop bitch.
No fucking for a feature
Student I'm the teacher
Bible like a preacher
Twice double feature
Fast like a seizure
Killer I'm shether
Put on her on t-shirt
Wouldn't wanna fuck with me either bitch
Got that clip to my hip bitch
If I reach better dip bitch
Got a new nigga so don't even trip
You cannot hang this my playground
Last nigga a dog and he still at the pound
Come get yo nigga he bark like a hound
Nigga get anxious when I come around
Shoutout to Oakland know that's my hometown
Here come the queen so hoe pipe down
She acting real funny, her nigga a clown
If bitches is talking I lay her to ground
My pussy a weakness, he get for season
If say no then he gone be vegan
Get you some money and practice what you preaching
Seeing me win and ask me how I'm eating
I am the coach, you should come to my team
Money and blessings is all that I need
My family raised me with high self esteem
Calling me cocky and I would agree
Blow you kiss
I know you pissed
If I make a diss
Hoes gone snitch
Tell that nigga I said wassup
Better be lucky I ain't pull up
Last nigga I fucked wanna hit it again
Throwing these shots and I aim for the neck
Shoot it agian aim for yo chest then aim for yo head and make sure you dead nigga
Aye aye
Yup yup
On my commas
I'm with the drama
Call me Donna to my iguana
I get my dollas
Rap like my father
Dont even bother
I'll Make u holla
You tried to hit but dat shit ain't fit
Now u fit, Yo girl had sick
Still my tip he was still on tip
With yo ass but he still on my tip
Trynna hit lick, Trynna get lick
Lil nigga couldn't handle this bitch
Yeah I'ma boss got drip like I'm sauce
New whip gone cost fuck what you thought
Runnin up check, But know I invest
Bitch is pressed but now you impressed
And I Rap on the beat cause I Come with the heat
Raised in the streets so I got that piece
Blow you kiss
I know you pissed
If I make a diss
Hoes gone snitch
Tell that nigga that I said hi
Is you still crying bout yo bitch
Last nigga I fucked wanna hit it again
His new bitch is plain and I call her Jane.
I'm a grown bitch, so stay in yo lane.
We not the same so no fair game nigga.
Call that nigga out on the track haha.
Tell Kombat to run that shit back Bitch.
I'm throwing shots so you better duck nigga.
Boop Boop bitch.
No fucking for a feature
Student I'm the teacher
Bible like a preacher
Twice double feature
Fast like a seizure
Killer I'm shether
Put on her on t-shirt
Wouldn't wanna fuck with me either bitch
Got that clip to my hip bitch
If I reach better dip bitch
Got a new nigga so don't even trip
You cannot hang this my playground
Last nigga a dog and he still at the pound
Come get yo nigga he bark like a hound
Nigga get anxious when I come around
Shoutout to Oakland know that's my hometown
Here come the queen so hoe pipe down
She acting real funny, her nigga a clown
If bitches is talking I lay her to ground
My pussy a weakness, he get for season
If say no then he gone be vegan
Get you some money and practice what you preaching
Seeing me win and ask me how I'm eating
I am the coach, you should come to my team
Money and blessings is all that I need
My family raised me with high self esteem
Calling me cocky and I would agree
Blow you kiss
I know you pissed
If I make a diss
Hoes gone snitch
Tell that nigga I said wassup
Better be lucky I ain't pull up
Last nigga I fucked wanna hit it again
Throwing these shots and I aim for the neck
Shoot it agian aim for yo chest then aim for yo head and make sure you dead nigga
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Writer(s): Zhanee Smith
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