Cottage Freestyle
Running from the ops
Calling out the cops
On me for robbing shot
Shorties on my cock
Call it a lot
On my dick sucking top
Twenty-one slaughter gang banging in the cop
Turn on the radio it's ASMR
Down in the bar with my phone on my text
She calling me I'm stunting on my ex
Yeah I'm stunting on my ex
You know we whip in Bugatti
You know we sipping Bacardi
I be all in that punani
We sending shots like Jim Gotti
Saying the word and we kicking like judo
No foreign no NASCAR
She gon' fuck with my music so I fuck her heart out
Now she told me that's hard
Plus fighting the paul blart
Can't dance on a cop car
Think he sweet like some pop-tarts
Going Gratata
It's a Massacre
Leave you dead in the Altar
You's a Bitch
You's a Pussy
She screaming on god
I guess I could be
We reppin' Clive Block
I keep that twoie
As soon as I stop
You gotta shoot me (Gotta what)
Took ya bitch up to the cottage
On the dock we smoke the chronic
Bet you never know your girl was into bondage
Lick the frosting
Bodies up here don't float
We traveling kilos coast to coast
Fuck you doing the most
Just drop your body off the boat
Sink
Yeah I fucked your girl on the sink
Took her from you, didn't even blink
She didn't even have a drink
She's just drooling all over my dick
Yeah I'm not explicit
But if a wasteyute runs up on me then I'll be efficient
Run up on the block and when I see the opp
I'll take care of the body then we'll just call it fishing
Yeah Your bitch is a loser
You should die sooner
I am just cooler
All these rappers sewer
Dirt so fewer
Coming up
Running the streets
Just like Michael man
Smoking up the trees
Push them on the paint
Aye Aye
Shoot them make them spin like bleyblade
Opps ain't ready for big raid
They gon' die with a pink fade
Pink whitney on a big day
That's what goblins would say
Bacardi Bacardi
Goblin's got shawties
40's on 40's
Yeah I got sorry's
I'm like Bang Bang
Rolling it up with the Gang Gang
All I want is a plain jane
Do it again it's the same thing
Who's that calling Remy?
Caught it on cam like I'm Ray Jay
Got me a banger, Payday
No-fly zone, mayday
Got the groupies wanna fuck with the gang
Got the pussies that gon think want to hang
My own girl got a whip of my business
I'm a spider so they call me the wiz kid
I pass with a thick bitch
If I get stuck I call slick rick
I am the teacher to all of you students and peers
And you have been dismissed
Going through walls like I'm in the game, portal
Always out of line cause I'm so fucking immortal
On my yacht looking for coral
Always fucking with my 10 freaky girls
Going down, going deep like I'm in the viral
Billy from saw got me down in the spiral
In the barrel king like a mobster
Post and I, singing the rockstar
(It's J-walk)
(21 savage big 4L slaughter gang pussy)
(Asap Pauly 5'9 on the airforces)
Calling out the cops
On me for robbing shot
Shorties on my cock
Call it a lot
On my dick sucking top
Twenty-one slaughter gang banging in the cop
Turn on the radio it's ASMR
Down in the bar with my phone on my text
She calling me I'm stunting on my ex
Yeah I'm stunting on my ex
You know we whip in Bugatti
You know we sipping Bacardi
I be all in that punani
We sending shots like Jim Gotti
Saying the word and we kicking like judo
No foreign no NASCAR
She gon' fuck with my music so I fuck her heart out
Now she told me that's hard
Plus fighting the paul blart
Can't dance on a cop car
Think he sweet like some pop-tarts
Going Gratata
It's a Massacre
Leave you dead in the Altar
You's a Bitch
You's a Pussy
She screaming on god
I guess I could be
We reppin' Clive Block
I keep that twoie
As soon as I stop
You gotta shoot me (Gotta what)
Took ya bitch up to the cottage
On the dock we smoke the chronic
Bet you never know your girl was into bondage
Lick the frosting
Bodies up here don't float
We traveling kilos coast to coast
Fuck you doing the most
Just drop your body off the boat
Sink
Yeah I fucked your girl on the sink
Took her from you, didn't even blink
She didn't even have a drink
She's just drooling all over my dick
Yeah I'm not explicit
But if a wasteyute runs up on me then I'll be efficient
Run up on the block and when I see the opp
I'll take care of the body then we'll just call it fishing
Yeah Your bitch is a loser
You should die sooner
I am just cooler
All these rappers sewer
Dirt so fewer
Coming up
Running the streets
Just like Michael man
Smoking up the trees
Push them on the paint
Aye Aye
Shoot them make them spin like bleyblade
Opps ain't ready for big raid
They gon' die with a pink fade
Pink whitney on a big day
That's what goblins would say
Bacardi Bacardi
Goblin's got shawties
40's on 40's
Yeah I got sorry's
I'm like Bang Bang
Rolling it up with the Gang Gang
All I want is a plain jane
Do it again it's the same thing
Who's that calling Remy?
Caught it on cam like I'm Ray Jay
Got me a banger, Payday
No-fly zone, mayday
Got the groupies wanna fuck with the gang
Got the pussies that gon think want to hang
My own girl got a whip of my business
I'm a spider so they call me the wiz kid
I pass with a thick bitch
If I get stuck I call slick rick
I am the teacher to all of you students and peers
And you have been dismissed
Going through walls like I'm in the game, portal
Always out of line cause I'm so fucking immortal
On my yacht looking for coral
Always fucking with my 10 freaky girls
Going down, going deep like I'm in the viral
Billy from saw got me down in the spiral
In the barrel king like a mobster
Post and I, singing the rockstar
(It's J-walk)
(21 savage big 4L slaughter gang pussy)
(Asap Pauly 5'9 on the airforces)
Credits
Writer(s): Asap Pauly
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