Dead end Freestyle (feat. BlakkBoy)

Troub city 915 Vsg
That's the same shit aye
Vsg that's the same shit

It's been a minute since I hopped
Up in my bag like this

Only ten year niggas round me
No new niggas getting in

I told myself I'm done rapping
I'm bout to try that singing shit

Either way I been snapping just it
Time I'm gon be rich

Don't ask bout hoes we been smashing

Me an bro hit that trifling bitch
Just check the gram we having the

Newest clothes the nicest kicks
My bitches call me flexx

I might as well went put some ice on it
They know ion like to text

She just came thru to eat this pipe an dip
My young nigga got the wheel and

He ain't even got his licenses
I figured he just drive an I'm gon

Shoot call that a nice assist
One of my opps my homie family

So he ain't with the shit
Some shit just be about the principle

So bro he getting hit
An ain't nun else to talk about

I make her do it with no hands
Every time he not around

Then post that bitch in my close
Friends let gang nem knock it down

These hoes for everybody
He cuffing hoes he a fucking clown

Ever since I filled my pockets
With these racks these bitches
Love me now

She told me it's the fact that her
Man can't make her cum for me

The way she eat this dick ion hear
Shit it's just her tongue for me

Come put yo face right here
The baby sleep you bet not
Run from me

She love to climb on top and ride
This dick like it's a stolen jeep

Am I fucked yo bm with
Yo baby ina bed with us

An she made me cum when she said
The baby waking up

I know that shit sound crazy right
I was gon wife that bitch at first
But I can't she the lazy type

And she got her paper right
But fuck it I'll stay the night

Fuck it I'll still
Know I'm some dirty nigga

Deadend baby Vsg shit
Free them niggas we them niggas
Til we see them niggas

Trying make that Double xl
I got it in me

Smoking za to the face
Dussé shots in me

Pick a grave
If you ever offend
Cause my Young niggas don't play about me

Tell em go
And they going spin till it's empty

I told flexx niggas done got me heated
Back to back we undefeated

Tag teaming bitches for the
Got em swallowing seaming

Niggas know I been the reason
Why niggas act like they got sauce
But niggas know that

They ain't bleeding how I'm bleeding
It's two k's

I been that nigga
Just need 8 figures
Always a humble dude

Of course you know expensive dripper

I like it imma Tip Her cause
Everytime she make that store run

She know to bring me
Backwoods Never Swishers

Pulling on her hair
Hit from the back because she Like that
Going for the kill

I pin her down
Just like a mice trap
Stroking on her body

Told that bitch
Don't even fight back

An when you get on top
Just suck me up
Just for a night cap



Credits
Writer(s): Flexx Fargo
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