Designer Bomber Freestyle

I can't trust no nigga
I can't trust no bitch
Designer bomber for the winter
I'm finna pop my shit
Yeah
Dee2Flee, man
Call me super fly

I can't trust no nigga
I can't trust no bitch
Designer bomber for the winter
I finna pop my shit
Better yet, I'm finna talk my shit
Name one nigga who hot like this
Okay, there's prolly like a couple on the list
But truthfully, they don't really make 'em like this no more

Hey, designer all on my waist
Your bitch is giving me face
Oh shit, that is disgrace
Damn, I'm breaking bread with the fam
I'm breaking bread with my team
You know that you can't between

Us, never, these niggas, they not clever
I see 'em, they lurking
I spot 'em, we murking
Hey, hey, call a-
Hey, hey, we gon, get 'em popin', flying
Bullets going everywhere, better drop

Hit the floor (hit the floor)
Hit the floor (hit the floor)
Hit the floor (hit the floor)
Hit the floor, nigga

I can't trust no nigga
I can't trust no bitch
Designer bomber for the winter
I finna pop my shit
Better yet, I'm finna talk my shit
Name one nigga who hot like this
Okay, there's prolly like a couple on the list
But truthfully, they don't really make 'em like this no more

It's Flee, you know me
Smoking blunts, no stogies
She bend over, roly-poly, holy moley
This bitch super wet
Uh-uh got the tech
Cuzzo off the lean
Eddy off the percs
And I'm off the dope

Still be high off Earth
We gon' get the work (work), work (work), work (work)
We gon' make it work
She gon' make it twerk
Wash off all the dirt

We done broke the curse
Yeah, we done it first
They tell me I'ma shine
Money on my mind

I can't trust no nigga
I can't trust no bitch
Designer bomber for the winter
I finna pop my shit
Better yet, I'm finna talk my shit
Name one nigga who hot like this
Okay, there's prolly like a couple on the list
But truthfully, they don't really make 'em like this no more

They don't really make 'em like this no more



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Writer(s): Dejante Starks
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