444 Freestyle

Yea
YSB
Yea
Mm-mm
Popped a Xan
Tour around Japan, yea
We just hit your mans

Popped a Xan
Take a tour around Japan
Bitch we just hit you mans
Couple forties to his chest
Poppin forties to my head
Mama said imma end up dead
I ain't hear a word she said
Too busy, mind my business
You understand?
Busy getting all this bread
Busy getting all this head
From my bitch, it's extensive
Do this shit ain't need no pencil
Speak my mind I do this mental
Getting deep this shit suspenseful
My bitch ride me like a rental
Baby, can't you keep it simple?
You want Gucci, too expensive
But I'll get you what you want
Give a fuck you can Louis Vuitton it
Fuck that shit I feel like the hardest
Fuck bitches, leave me empty-hearted
Fuck haters they all retarded
Imma finish what I started
Imma do my shit regardless
What anyone says bout me I'm honest
These scars on my wrist, no artist
Those be from me at my darkest
Won't do it again I promise
No remorse they look astonished
It's triple 4 I hit the target
Leave his blood all on the carpet
They all know that I got problems
Me and my bros came from the bottom
You can tell look where I started
You still stuck inside yo closet
I'm on my way to the top no stoppin'
Got a new song and I'm bout to drop it
Dropping so much and I'm makin a profit
Oh shit there goes another deposit
Steppin on my block you better watch it
Best know I keep a Glock in my pocket
Fucking with me bitch you don't wan' problems
All of these hoes they just talking to talk, yea
Got a bad bitch and she dripping like a faucet
Member back then all them hoes, they was toxic
Now they wanna come around, they know what's in my wallet
Thought I had them blocked but they all callin'
When I show up, yea Imma blow up
If he want smoke, me and Smokey gonna roll up
Rolling up on his block, pull up in a ghost, uh
Aye it smell too much like weed in here, we roll the dope up
Watch out when we post up, do you think this is a joke?
Diamonds on my wrist, yea they all know they froze
Keep a few K's on me so they ain't know I'm broke
Hit a nigga in his throat, he actin like he had a stroke
Run up on me like a frog, you get croaked
If he wan a problem bitch, I put him in the scope
I be reaching all my goals
I'm still clutching with the bros
I'm still flexing on these hoes
150 for her show
Shawty said she wanna go
On a shopping spree let's go
Nah fuck that shit Imma go broke
Imma go broke if you do that shit
Keep thoughts to myself, Ion do that shit
Give a fuck what you want, Imma do my shit
Got YSB up in this bitch
Monopoly me Ion play games bitch
Fuckin wit her, she the same old bitch
Hop in the Benz, Imma swerve that shit
Heater on me, Imma burn that bitch
Little fucked up in the head, I guess
Niggas wan smoke wit me I guess
Fuck wit me Imma leave him dead
Fuck wit me I'll leave him in a ditch
Take a shit in his grave, tell him Rest In Piss