S.G.A. Freestyle
Stack my W's like a mountain shit don't make no sense
I had a bowl of sticky shit look deep look like a dent
The pilot don't know what he doing we might never land
Moonwalking when you do it look like River dance
I know she wanna fuck me at her house comparing hands
I'm feeling bad I just paid 10 dollars for her only fans
Get the money then I disappear that's usually the plan
The way I move and flick my wrist got her in a trance
I was gonna go outside but you know shit had hit the fan
It ain't shit to tell me, all I do is pray know he gon help me
I got a new bitch she wanna cook she tryna keep me healthy
My ma ain't seen me for some days I'm moving way too stealthy
I charge it to my necklace cause I know he gon protect me
if he don't I got it tatted on my wrist
I'm feeling way too wealthy
Finna Make her swallow allat shit
You get hollowed out that's it
You can't follow out this bitch
We gon walk around then run you down single file out this bitch
That's how we get around this bitch
You a virgin you get nervous even standing round this bitch
My nigga Alvin look at me know he touched down in that bitch
Got a 6'6 chop the Micheal Carter-Williams
Tricking for a biscuit like what you finna do for this chicken
Let it be known that the guns I rap do not exist
I be waking up with my hand in motion ready let it rip
Everywhere I go I'm rapping spit a 16 in this bitch
I be rapping bout nothing but I still am eloquent
At the top but I keep double on me I'm shai gilegous
Keep on driving you see me you look to your left just keeping on going
When I'm at parties I grab a cup, stand in the corner be scrolling
I don't gotta try with these bitches you niggas is pussy and folding
You know your mans know that you stole the brick
I told em
Now look at me causing these problems
Who my sons, All them
They made me face two blunts I couldn't stop coughing
Almost ended ina coffin
I got a bitch I only talk to cause she built like ms Parker
They told me not to do it but I'm hard headed
When the sunset niggas know we shooting all 7's
I'm not tweaking I swear to god the dog said it
On god
I had a bowl of sticky shit look deep look like a dent
The pilot don't know what he doing we might never land
Moonwalking when you do it look like River dance
I know she wanna fuck me at her house comparing hands
I'm feeling bad I just paid 10 dollars for her only fans
Get the money then I disappear that's usually the plan
The way I move and flick my wrist got her in a trance
I was gonna go outside but you know shit had hit the fan
It ain't shit to tell me, all I do is pray know he gon help me
I got a new bitch she wanna cook she tryna keep me healthy
My ma ain't seen me for some days I'm moving way too stealthy
I charge it to my necklace cause I know he gon protect me
if he don't I got it tatted on my wrist
I'm feeling way too wealthy
Finna Make her swallow allat shit
You get hollowed out that's it
You can't follow out this bitch
We gon walk around then run you down single file out this bitch
That's how we get around this bitch
You a virgin you get nervous even standing round this bitch
My nigga Alvin look at me know he touched down in that bitch
Got a 6'6 chop the Micheal Carter-Williams
Tricking for a biscuit like what you finna do for this chicken
Let it be known that the guns I rap do not exist
I be waking up with my hand in motion ready let it rip
Everywhere I go I'm rapping spit a 16 in this bitch
I be rapping bout nothing but I still am eloquent
At the top but I keep double on me I'm shai gilegous
Keep on driving you see me you look to your left just keeping on going
When I'm at parties I grab a cup, stand in the corner be scrolling
I don't gotta try with these bitches you niggas is pussy and folding
You know your mans know that you stole the brick
I told em
Now look at me causing these problems
Who my sons, All them
They made me face two blunts I couldn't stop coughing
Almost ended ina coffin
I got a bitch I only talk to cause she built like ms Parker
They told me not to do it but I'm hard headed
When the sunset niggas know we shooting all 7's
I'm not tweaking I swear to god the dog said it
On god
Credits
Writer(s): Aaron Deshawn
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