Freestyle 2 (Bonus Track)

I'm dripping fashion Dolce Gabbana play with my steppers
Them shooters gon bomb em
Kick a bitch out if I really don't want her slide in the field
An I'm putting shit under
Ay blind shit like I'm Stevie sometimes
I just wonder on the gram he a stepper real life He a runner
Serving the gas of the za boy that's thunder
They copy the drip got a young nigga Sonning
If it's beef then it's up boy it's really bout nuffin'
If it's up then it's stuck boy you better be Clutching
Up in the field I'm slide like I'm dunking
Throw me a pack or a oop an I'm dunking
He posted his addy we fuck up his function
niggas fake as a bitch no I'm not trying kick it
Pass me that shit and you know that I'm clicking
I'm the hardest to do it I'm the youngest One hitting
Ay how you wan do it? If it's beef we get to it
I ain't flashing the glock, I whip out then I Use it (Grtt!)
Hits back to back on the real I ain't losing
Niggas acting like tom in a foreign I'm cruising
I get a pack an my young niggas move it, he said he a steppa?
On god he gon prove it
I say it one time I won't say it again fuck on that bitch
I might fuck on her friend
I'm working the glock it don't matter the gen stepping too hard
I might dump at his men

Do what it take I make sure that I win
Them niggas not stepping I stepped on his kin
Take me a L then I'm spinning again
I'm really a steppa take that shit on the chin
Ain't with all the talking I'm ready to rumble
Hit stick in the field made that lil nigga fumble
Try step how I step on god ima crush you
I send a hit for them young niggas flush you
All pockets look stocky? I'm taking it from you
Switch on that glizzy them niggas keep Switching
You slide with a rat how the fuck is you dissing? Nigga talk with a lisp
I'm a snake how he hissing tell wop where he at on god he gon get en
Spin through the 9ine an on god I'm gon flip em (Bitch!)

I'm dripping fashion Dolce Gabbana play with my steppers
Them shooters gon bomb em
Kick a bitch out if I really don't want her slide in the field
An I'm putting shit under
Ay blind shit like I'm Stevie sometimes
I just wonder on the gram he a stepper real life He a runner
Serving the gas of the za boy that's thunder
They copy the drip got a young nigga Sonning
If it's beef then it's up boy it's really bout nuffin'
If it's up then it's stuck boy you better be Clutching
Up in the field I'm slide like I'm dunkin'
Throw me a pack or a oop an I'm dunking
He posted his addy we fuck up his function
Niggas fake as a bitch no I'm not trying kick it
Pass me that shit and you know that I'm clicking
I'm the hardest to do it I'm the youngest One hitting



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Writer(s): Deon Hawkins
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