707 (Freestlye)

Huh Ray Swagg hellcat hellcat hellcat hellcat hellcat
Huh said I'm not in ya
Look if I'm not in ya
Huh not in ya five then I'm in ya top ten

Drill Star

Balling hard but I'm rappin for this
Fanny pack not for fashion and shit
She wanna smoke told that duck roll the clips
Gassin em up now his ass in the spliff

Don't gas ya mans that shit got to his head
Chasin chicken but we got to the bread
Ops caught me lackin I ain't run special Ed
Ten deep but I still got it instead
Was wallin out I threw the chair to his head
Twelve came and then all of em fled
707 Hellcat make em spread
707 Hellcat make em

Drill Star

Call of duty head tap onna op
Body dropping put ya mans in that box
Demon timing and that shit onna clock
We can win together nigga jus know ya spot
At the floor now we ball to the top
DTO not a gang it's a family so stop
Struggled together that's why we on lock
We don't fuck with the dub so get off our cock

Sike I lied
And ya not Hatchet K ya a fifty five
Cause ya not doin damage ya not outside
Like Ya bitch is a duck cause she for the guys
Nigga wanted the beef just 2 pop and die
Said he wanted the world now he got the sky
And his demons was tough now they tromitzed
Choppa cooking em up like mc Donald's frys
And that's word to my hatchet ya don't wanna ride

Uhh and that's word to my hatchet
Ya don't wanna ride
Look uh now he got
Now he got the sky

Bitch I'm stacking up all my money
And gang gonna act up if they see you movin funny
See a op yeh he wit his honey
Gang get the poppin he hoppin like he a bunny

Gang Get the tossing you moving iffy
Call up the Zae and he gettin bizzy
I get to the Banks and I'm never switchy
Hollows scratchin his back nigga gettin itchy

We was some demons now we monsters
Huh we move with no options
Ray and Aj demon twins never stoppin
Call up Aj see a op we gon drop em
Body gon twitch nigga gon get the floppin
Niggas gon hate but they know we go harder
Went from a demon now we are the monster
Shootin my webs on her walls Peter Parker

Niggas ain't know nigga know tell em I'm ready
I'm lil body but big body Chevy
Shots to ya top not gon make em so steady
Quay is go lil body but heavy
I need me a baddie boo like Betty
Still got the sauce oouu like spaghetti
Choppa gon spray rain get em wetty
Ya niggas will talk hot but get sweaty

Balling hard but I'm rappin for this
Fanny pack not for fashion and shit
She wanna smoke told that duck roll the clips
Gassing em up now his ass in the spliff

Huh balling hard but I'm rappin for
Huh uhh fanny pack not for fashion and
Hol on uhh choke em out wit the string we not rappin a gift



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Writer(s): Ray Swagg
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