Freestyle (feat. Gucci Mane)
(Band)
Wop
(Let the BandPlay)
I had a bitch that kept the tab, I called her Tabitha (Tab)
We used to take the junkie's license for collateral (Damn)
I used to have a stashbox in every Acura (Wow)
The feds'll suck a nigga dry, call 'em Dracula (Fuck 'em)
I'm in a Ghost, the guts the same color of cantaloupe (Of cantaloupe)
The telescope on my right for hunting antelopes (Pow)
I'm from Bouldercest, Flatshoals, and Gresham Road
(And Gresham)
We had to get it out the bowls, tryna get some extra Os (Skrrt, skrrt)
I change my cars like clothes these days
But that's getting kind of old (Getting kind of old)
They snatching people out they cars
These jits getting kind of bold (They kind of bold)
The Grim Reaper, when I click this switch
It snatch your soul (Grah, grah)
He really thought he was a gangster
But he just a troll (It's Gucci)
Uh, woah (Woah)
No, I can't switch or fold (Uh-uh)
Chopper snatch his soul (Wipe his nose)
Hitters knock shit down like dominos (Like dominos)
I ain't have to kick no door, blessed out the door (No)
Keep motion, moving slow (Let's go)
Serving gram for gram, sit on the 'bows
Can't get more than an O (Gram after 'bow)
Uh, woah
Bitch, I got more power than Ghost
Have a champagne shower, let's toast
Celebrate for the days we was broke
Told 'em I'ma make it out the hood
They took me as a joke (Now I'm the GOAT)
They like, "Scarr, you know you ain't no rapper
How you do it though?" (I'm popping though)
'Cause this shit the antidote (Antidote)
This rapping shit like selling dope (Like selling dope)
Tryna care of all my folks
Got tired of ducking from the folks (From the folks)
Selling verses like they 'bows, rap or trap, you can't do both (Nah)
Fell victim of the streets, we made an oath
But I ain't know they was cold
Woah
War wounds, yeah, I've been through the most
(Been through the most)
Wouldn't have made it in the streets if I ain't know
'Bout structure and growth (You need 'em both)
Found out rap my destiny
Now I get paid to do a show (I'm rocking shows)
I can't let 'em get the best of me
My mama says she see the growth
(Don't know my heart is froze)
Wop
(Let the BandPlay)
I had a bitch that kept the tab, I called her Tabitha (Tab)
We used to take the junkie's license for collateral (Damn)
I used to have a stashbox in every Acura (Wow)
The feds'll suck a nigga dry, call 'em Dracula (Fuck 'em)
I'm in a Ghost, the guts the same color of cantaloupe (Of cantaloupe)
The telescope on my right for hunting antelopes (Pow)
I'm from Bouldercest, Flatshoals, and Gresham Road
(And Gresham)
We had to get it out the bowls, tryna get some extra Os (Skrrt, skrrt)
I change my cars like clothes these days
But that's getting kind of old (Getting kind of old)
They snatching people out they cars
These jits getting kind of bold (They kind of bold)
The Grim Reaper, when I click this switch
It snatch your soul (Grah, grah)
He really thought he was a gangster
But he just a troll (It's Gucci)
Uh, woah (Woah)
No, I can't switch or fold (Uh-uh)
Chopper snatch his soul (Wipe his nose)
Hitters knock shit down like dominos (Like dominos)
I ain't have to kick no door, blessed out the door (No)
Keep motion, moving slow (Let's go)
Serving gram for gram, sit on the 'bows
Can't get more than an O (Gram after 'bow)
Uh, woah
Bitch, I got more power than Ghost
Have a champagne shower, let's toast
Celebrate for the days we was broke
Told 'em I'ma make it out the hood
They took me as a joke (Now I'm the GOAT)
They like, "Scarr, you know you ain't no rapper
How you do it though?" (I'm popping though)
'Cause this shit the antidote (Antidote)
This rapping shit like selling dope (Like selling dope)
Tryna care of all my folks
Got tired of ducking from the folks (From the folks)
Selling verses like they 'bows, rap or trap, you can't do both (Nah)
Fell victim of the streets, we made an oath
But I ain't know they was cold
Woah
War wounds, yeah, I've been through the most
(Been through the most)
Wouldn't have made it in the streets if I ain't know
'Bout structure and growth (You need 'em both)
Found out rap my destiny
Now I get paid to do a show (I'm rocking shows)
I can't let 'em get the best of me
My mama says she see the growth
(Don't know my heart is froze)
Credits
Writer(s): Rodrequez Yancy, Inconnu Compositeur Auteur
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