What Was Dat Bout Freestyle
Smoking on dope on dope can't pass
Look at my pockets green like grass
Got that diesel blowing that gas
Take one hits two hits then ash
I say sum yo b**** gone laugh
Beat yo a** I don't feel bad
N**** never smoke no thraxx
Talking s*** he smoking trash
Yeah
Told that b**** you my lil yea
Dip wit Dylan do da dash
Gas in back you bet not crash
Gang going up you know we tax
Hit that pack yo ass gone lag
Don't you hang out with a rat? Get the f*** you don't want do dat
Tazo up in da kitchen they mad that I'm winning
They mad that I get it
Got yo b***** counting digits
She tell you we chilling
That ain't my business
I-I-I-I know I'm gifted been different they ain't f*** wit it
I'm up now they wanna mention too bad you can get my attention
They take yo life it's my decision
When I talk b**** you listen
We all gang no competition
Get that gualla that's the mission
N***** hating why they tripping
Cause they got no pot to p**** in
Yeah
Aye them n***** ain't got no pot to piss out
Beef with me don't want go that route
All that capping man what's that bout
(B-b-bout)
B***** (bout)
(Yea)What was that bout
(Bout)
(Yea)What was that bout
(Bout)
(Huh?) What was that bout
B*****
Uh yeah
(Bout, bout, bout)
And I'm in this b**** gang
Look at my pockets green like grass
Got that diesel blowing that gas
Take one hits two hits then ash
I say sum yo b**** gone laugh
Beat yo a** I don't feel bad
N**** never smoke no thraxx
Talking s*** he smoking trash
Yeah
Told that b**** you my lil yea
Dip wit Dylan do da dash
Gas in back you bet not crash
Gang going up you know we tax
Hit that pack yo ass gone lag
Don't you hang out with a rat? Get the f*** you don't want do dat
Tazo up in da kitchen they mad that I'm winning
They mad that I get it
Got yo b***** counting digits
She tell you we chilling
That ain't my business
I-I-I-I know I'm gifted been different they ain't f*** wit it
I'm up now they wanna mention too bad you can get my attention
They take yo life it's my decision
When I talk b**** you listen
We all gang no competition
Get that gualla that's the mission
N***** hating why they tripping
Cause they got no pot to p**** in
Yeah
Aye them n***** ain't got no pot to piss out
Beef with me don't want go that route
All that capping man what's that bout
(B-b-bout)
B***** (bout)
(Yea)What was that bout
(Bout)
(Yea)What was that bout
(Bout)
(Huh?) What was that bout
B*****
Uh yeah
(Bout, bout, bout)
And I'm in this b**** gang
Credits
Writer(s): Amariane Washington
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