Fucked Up Freestyle
I was eighteen I had to get it
Had no pot to piss in
At nineteen I had to switch it
Back to country living
I'm posted in the P dishing
And my cousins with me
By twenty one I had the funds
We fucking up the city
And I got fucked up with that gun
Because I keep it with me
And I got fucked up with
Them drugs because I'm
Serving plenty
He looking nervous
Ain't he
And if I slide
I'm hitting something
Don't care if it's yo granny
I got yo hoe she in my bed
In nothing but some panties
That pussy soak
That shit explode
But I ain't loving any
Aye fuck jail and fuck twelve
No I ain't cuffing any
New scat pack rev the hemi
And if that bitch just look my way
I swear I'll take her wit me
Ksubi jeans they on my ass
I swear they barely fit me
BB Simon on me shining
Cost like six fifty
Fuck around change yo mind
When I smile
I got that bitch with me
VV's in my mouth when I smile I'm laughing at the envy
These niggas greedy
I know you can see it
I wrote yo name on these bullets
Wouldn't wanna be ya
I drop that bag and they pull it
Put you in the cement
Repent then leave
Yea I see she is deceived
I pulled them racks out on her ass
No tricks up up my sleeve
And you ain't really smoking za
Nigga that's that wanna be
You better leave
Had no pot to piss in
At nineteen I had to switch it
Back to country living
I'm posted in the P dishing
And my cousins with me
By twenty one I had the funds
We fucking up the city
And I got fucked up with that gun
Because I keep it with me
And I got fucked up with
Them drugs because I'm
Serving plenty
He looking nervous
Ain't he
And if I slide
I'm hitting something
Don't care if it's yo granny
I got yo hoe she in my bed
In nothing but some panties
That pussy soak
That shit explode
But I ain't loving any
Aye fuck jail and fuck twelve
No I ain't cuffing any
New scat pack rev the hemi
And if that bitch just look my way
I swear I'll take her wit me
Ksubi jeans they on my ass
I swear they barely fit me
BB Simon on me shining
Cost like six fifty
Fuck around change yo mind
When I smile
I got that bitch with me
VV's in my mouth when I smile I'm laughing at the envy
These niggas greedy
I know you can see it
I wrote yo name on these bullets
Wouldn't wanna be ya
I drop that bag and they pull it
Put you in the cement
Repent then leave
Yea I see she is deceived
I pulled them racks out on her ass
No tricks up up my sleeve
And you ain't really smoking za
Nigga that's that wanna be
You better leave
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Writer(s): Jacquez Gantt
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