i got the strap freestyle

She make it clap, clap
Yo
She make it clap, clap
She make it clap, clap
Go Jess (it's you)

It's me, it's me, baldie
Not anymore, got a doey
A-Rag in the C
In the booth, in a geek
Yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh
Smokin' on packs, preferably Black Leprachaun
All of these hoes they on my arm
All of these bitches, they know I'm a don
Stuntin' on the bitches come back to the sixes
I spit 3s like I'm playin' with the Sixers
Bad bitch like she playin' with the mixes
Bad bitches keep playin' with my jig, uh

Bad bitch wanna get on my Insta
I told the bitch to keep chill and be quiet
I got bad bitches tryna get by
Don't chill 'fore a nigga get violent
I got bad bitches and they come wildin'
Ayy, I see a motherfucker smiling

20 thousand bad bitches on an island
20 thousand bad bitches goin' private, mmm

She make it clap, I got the strap
21 gats, feel like I'm Savage
21 bitches and none of them average
I'm gon' fuck me tonight me a bad bitch
I don't give a fuckk about niggas
I don't give a fuck about hoes
I don't give a fuck 'bout your bros
I don't give a fuck 'bout your toes
Your hoes, your manicure, pedicure, toes

I'm comin' on the block with the rocks
20 inch Glocks in my socks
Niggas keep blowin' that crazy ass shit
If I go to jail I'ma keep it locked in the sock
I got that from Ken, all of my hoes, they spend
On me, all at the mall, I'm bendin' Benzes
20-inch rims on Enzos
Bitches is coming to the mall and the goin' in frenzies

Lookin' at Tory, look at my story
All of these bitches they look at me
Growin' up fast like a nigga was 40
I 'on't even know what I'm sayin'
But tonight I'm 'bout to take y'all bitches and have me an orgy

Bro, what the fuck?
I'm not going after that (nah)



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