Freestyle (feat. IsoDraco)
Lena, I miss you
Selena
I want you back
You're in my heart
And in my soul
Beat hard as hell so I got to freestyle
Bitch got me stressing so I smoke a black and mild
Nigga ran up on me so I knocked his teeth out
Bitch Chinese so I call her ling Ming
Bitch hit my line cause she know I sling meat
Got this bitch attached so I make her cook and clean
Nigga tried to get my location but he couldn't ping me
Me and my niggas fucked her just call it three meat
She the biggest bitch of all so I call her queen B
You really ain't that cute so you got to please me
Never running out of bars bitch you got to keep thinkin
Took a big hit out the pen now I got that bitch blinking
Couple hollows to the body so I got them shell's sinking
Forty seconds in the song so we got to keep goin
Told that bitch don't stop told her ass keep blowing
I know she tryna fuck cause she got her panties showing
Bunch of pesky lil niggas call them bitches lab rats
Seen a cute bitch at the mall had to tap that
Lil bitch tryna be my bae tat my name on ya back
This ain't 2014 take off the snapback
You ain't really from the trenches bitch stop that rap cap
Bout to rob this nigga, Draco where my mask at?
Meet him in that ally where that fuckin trash at
Finna go to the bank I just robbed his cash app
Flip a six to an eight nigga where yo cash at?
This a smooth Cadillac nigga fuck yo trash bag
I feel like bobby Shmurda where my fuckin cap at?
Feel like Rio where the pint? cause I'm tryna crack that
Feel like Kyrie in the fourth hit him with a snatch back
Charge him for a verse ask him where the tax at
Found out bro was snitching turned him to a rat pack
Don't pull out your phone around me or Ima hack that
You ain't really sipping syrup lil nigga that's some Nyquil
Lil bobby on the street corner caught him getting high on pills
I'm sticking to paper chasing I ain't really tryna sign a deal
Stepping outside in the rain let me see how the lighting feel
Tryna go to war you Marcus and I'm Spartacus
We ain't got to finish beef cause we the ones starting it
Just like a blunt we light it up cause we sparking it
Tell me why I upload a pic yo bitch steady hearting it
Call me evil cupid cause I'm playin with they hearts and shit
Fucked around and drove high, and got a parkin ticket
Feel like fed ex cause I'm getting hella shipment
Shot him with the K now he got a bloody pigment
Shot it through his body now it's fuckin with his ligaments
Took ten min
AHH
Cheated three times I ain't really with commitment
Two minutes in the song tryna figure out how to finish
Fucked her off a perc but I ain't even get to finish
I ain't goin back and forth butch we ain't playin tennis
Keep that lil apartment I was fuckin with the tenant
Think I drunk too much lick got the room fuckin spin
I'm a real fuckin nigga call me Ben but I ain't in it
She tried to hit my line but the message still pending
Always on the grind but this shit is never ending
When we say we got potential just know we fuckin meant it
Selena
I miss you
Selena
I want you back
You're in my heart
And in my soul
Selena
I want you back
You're in my heart
And in my soul
Beat hard as hell so I got to freestyle
Bitch got me stressing so I smoke a black and mild
Nigga ran up on me so I knocked his teeth out
Bitch Chinese so I call her ling Ming
Bitch hit my line cause she know I sling meat
Got this bitch attached so I make her cook and clean
Nigga tried to get my location but he couldn't ping me
Me and my niggas fucked her just call it three meat
She the biggest bitch of all so I call her queen B
You really ain't that cute so you got to please me
Never running out of bars bitch you got to keep thinkin
Took a big hit out the pen now I got that bitch blinking
Couple hollows to the body so I got them shell's sinking
Forty seconds in the song so we got to keep goin
Told that bitch don't stop told her ass keep blowing
I know she tryna fuck cause she got her panties showing
Bunch of pesky lil niggas call them bitches lab rats
Seen a cute bitch at the mall had to tap that
Lil bitch tryna be my bae tat my name on ya back
This ain't 2014 take off the snapback
You ain't really from the trenches bitch stop that rap cap
Bout to rob this nigga, Draco where my mask at?
Meet him in that ally where that fuckin trash at
Finna go to the bank I just robbed his cash app
Flip a six to an eight nigga where yo cash at?
This a smooth Cadillac nigga fuck yo trash bag
I feel like bobby Shmurda where my fuckin cap at?
Feel like Rio where the pint? cause I'm tryna crack that
Feel like Kyrie in the fourth hit him with a snatch back
Charge him for a verse ask him where the tax at
Found out bro was snitching turned him to a rat pack
Don't pull out your phone around me or Ima hack that
You ain't really sipping syrup lil nigga that's some Nyquil
Lil bobby on the street corner caught him getting high on pills
I'm sticking to paper chasing I ain't really tryna sign a deal
Stepping outside in the rain let me see how the lighting feel
Tryna go to war you Marcus and I'm Spartacus
We ain't got to finish beef cause we the ones starting it
Just like a blunt we light it up cause we sparking it
Tell me why I upload a pic yo bitch steady hearting it
Call me evil cupid cause I'm playin with they hearts and shit
Fucked around and drove high, and got a parkin ticket
Feel like fed ex cause I'm getting hella shipment
Shot him with the K now he got a bloody pigment
Shot it through his body now it's fuckin with his ligaments
Took ten min
AHH
Cheated three times I ain't really with commitment
Two minutes in the song tryna figure out how to finish
Fucked her off a perc but I ain't even get to finish
I ain't goin back and forth butch we ain't playin tennis
Keep that lil apartment I was fuckin with the tenant
Think I drunk too much lick got the room fuckin spin
I'm a real fuckin nigga call me Ben but I ain't in it
She tried to hit my line but the message still pending
Always on the grind but this shit is never ending
When we say we got potential just know we fuckin meant it
Selena
I miss you
Selena
I want you back
You're in my heart
And in my soul
Credits
Writer(s): Drippy J
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