Hoodie (Freestyle)

I put my hoodie on
I put my hoodie on
I put my hoodie on
I put my hoodie on then I go run through my city
You know that I don't give a shit
Staying so busy I'm callin my bitch
And I'm telling her sorry I can't give you dick
I keep my Glock in my hand its implanted and ready hit
Yeah you won't catch me slip
Sticking with soldiers my niggas we hit & we dip
Then go rogue, yeah we flip on the click
Fuck all that love and affection
Quit talking you know that you tripping
I don't need that shit
I feel so sheisty some days I pull up on lil momma
And fuck'er then go fuck her friend
I know some niggas that really ain't real
But they still be pretending and act like they is
Do this for y'all like a daddy I turn up I turn up
I do this shit just for my kids
Telling my momma I'm sorry, I'll try not die
As I pull up to go hit this lick
Knocking down doors, when I pull up just call me the lord
Cause you know that I'm here to evict
Finally got rich now my ex steady callin
I leave her on read and she throw a lil fit
Blic on my hip and keep it that so close
That I pull it out hard and I let the shit hit
I put my hoodie on
I put my hoodie on
I put my hoodie on
I put my hoodie on
Put on my hoodie, I feel like villain
This just the beginning, you can't tell me different
Know that I'm winning
These niggas is tripping they tripping
They know that they wanting millions
This game is relentless, yo nigga he ride on yo verse
And he flip it and go make a million
I from the trenches where niggas that's drivin the hearse
Is the niggas that's doin the killing
I don't got love for this paper, but now that I got
Can't give it up grind to a trillion
Feelin like Dennis, they I'm know menace
I finish my sentence then go make a billion
I spit the the truth to these niggas that lying
Then pull out my Glock for the niggas that's timid
Only got time for brothers
And women that's winning
My granny she ask how I'm livin
Tell her a lie, to defy all the crimes that define me
She know that I'm grimy so dirty I'm filthy
We popping these bottles like it's perfect timing
The niggas behind me they know not to try me
And I'll still be rapping no label to sign me
As long as I'm trapping my demons won't mind me
And I can't be lack so police wont find me
Cause you know that they got shit on me
Everybody on my mind
Baby just tell my you stay on yo grind
I got these niggas that's right in yo lane
I got some niggas that's jacking these chains
Baby just tell me cause I can complain
Every lil Nigga he acting insane
Baby you know that I'm picking yo brain
And I'm loving yo fashion and loving your style
You know I should have it
I know that you're rocking with me
And I know that I'm ready, they call me lil'Freddy
They know that I got it, they know that they want it
I'm rocking that Prada, I feel it, I spot em
These niggas they got em
I got these people that's talking that shit
And these people thats still of my dick
I put my hoodie on
I put my hoodie on
I put my hoodie on
I put my hoodie on



Credits
Writer(s): Tayjon Perkins
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