Whatistheword(Freestyle)
Aye
Fuck what you heard what is the word
We in the hood we in the burbs
Off of these drugs smoking and swerving
Hannah Montana, Nobody perfect
He tryna diss I took his bitch
When he hear this I hope that it hurt him
I'm all in my bag you know I been working
You cry for attention but it wasn't working
My shawty she loyal might ger her a Birkin
When I'm in the club yo shawty be twerkin
Just put on a beat you know ima run it
I don't even be trying or nothing
I took all this nothing and turned it to something
My Sig in the party you know that I'm clutching
I smoke in the party it turn to a hotbox
I shoot up the party it sound like some poprocks
I'm still finna party I'm doing my pop lock
I'm leaving the party and spinning a opp block
He talking to crazy then he get a mouth shot
I know a lil lady that you cannot out thot
I know a lil nigga that you cannot out cap
He talking that shit but he really not bout that
I'm smoking exotic I might go and leave earth
You smoking on reggie is making yo head hurt
You smoking a square then you can't be in my crib
Keep smoking yo shit but yea you gotta leave first
This shit off the top no I did not rehearse
I'm playing around but it's still not a weak verse
Nigga ran off with all my drip but
Everybody know that he got it from me first
Fuck what you heard what is the word
We in the hood we in the burbs
Off of these drugs smoking and swerving
Hannah Montana, Nobody perfect
He tryna diss I took his bitch
When he hear this I hope that it hurt him
I'm all in my bag you know I been working
You cry for attention but it wasn't working
My shawty she loyal might ger her a Birkin
When I'm in the club yo shawty be twerkin
Just put on a beat you know ima run it
I don't even be trying or nothing
I took all this nothing and turned it to something
My Sig in the party you know that I'm clutching
I smoke in the party it turn to a hotbox
I shoot up the party it sound like some poprocks
I'm still finna party I'm doing my pop lock
I'm leaving the party and spinning a opp block
He talking to crazy then he get a mouth shot
I know a lil lady that you cannot out thot
I know a lil nigga that you cannot out cap
He talking that shit but he really not bout that
I'm smoking exotic I might go and leave earth
You smoking on reggie is making yo head hurt
You smoking a square then you can't be in my crib
Keep smoking yo shit but yea you gotta leave first
This shit off the top no I did not rehearse
I'm playing around but it's still not a weak verse
Nigga ran off with all my drip but
Everybody know that he got it from me first
Credits
Writer(s): Tre Five
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