Gone (Drunk Freestyle)

Aye, aye, bitch

Mulan
I call her Mulan, I call her Mulan
I'm bout to turn you niggas to my sons when I pull up with the Wesson
Y'all be talking shit but you know I'm too legit
So I be talking my shit and I come through with the hits
Colt 45 in my system
You know my name Snyder, I'm going off the dome
And I'm singing like a pro and I'm losing control
And you know I'm going in, yeah
You know I'm going hard, aye
I'm kinda drunk though, I'm kinda drunk though
I ain't smoking zèb, No
I ain't smoking zèb, No
I ain't popping no Molly, I ain't taking no line, no
But I'm sippin' my liq, I'm sippin' my byè
It's the end of the clip, It's the end of the video
I'm gone out the front, I'm gone out the front door

I don't throw shades, no cappin'
Tryna blow up, Bin Laden
You niggas jokes, I'm laughing
If I'm the shit, you nothing
You nothing
Don't talk for free, I'm styling
Even if I don't write nothing, just ride the beat, uhh
I say whatever I want, I just got flows for days
That's why these hoes on my wave
My chain be smiling like, "Hello!"
I use my 9 as a pillow
Can't cut my dreads, no Willow
No Willow
I cannot wait, I gotta blitz
All in the in the sack, Ima attack
Fuck, fuck, fuck
Fuck it, I'm slump
Damn it, I'm gone
I'm in a different mind state tryna find home
I'm too high
Ha, ha, I'm too high