Raven Avenue Freestyle
Yea
Awhh
They don't wanna hit that onomatopoei'
These undercover pigs out tryna catch some beef
Keep a stray dog in the street tryna eat some meat
I finna cop a jeep to get that cracked open
Rolling up these windows so they don't see smoke flowin'
See my chain dripping like it aint no juice perkin
Working like an Asian kid just got his hands dirty
I subbed in when you're out 'cause I make her feel purdy
I smoked Grandaddy Purpp, keep my mind wide open
Pulled up with two sticks like I got the fire goin'
I double puff my jacket because the streets get real cold in December
I never had to worry about no bills but we made it to November
This that "off the top" shit 'cause half my lyrics I can't remember
I don't feel sorry for these bitches
The clock keeps ticking and she needs to get to licking
When I spread her legs I see the pussy and I flick it
Flipped her on his stomach then I see that ass I lick it
Three condoms at a time there ain't no chance in Hell it rippin
Walking with new timbs on my feet
I'm going old school, I got Wu-Tang on the beat
Pop her down, she's taking rounds
Awhh
They don't wanna hit that onomatopoei'
These undercover pigs out tryna catch some beef
Keep a stray dog in the street tryna eat some meat
I finna cop a jeep to get that cracked open
Rolling up these windows so they don't see smoke flowin'
See my chain dripping like it aint no juice perkin
Working like an Asian kid just got his hands dirty
I subbed in when you're out 'cause I make her feel purdy
I smoked Grandaddy Purpp, keep my mind wide open
Pulled up with two sticks like I got the fire goin'
I double puff my jacket because the streets get real cold in December
I never had to worry about no bills but we made it to November
This that "off the top" shit 'cause half my lyrics I can't remember
I don't feel sorry for these bitches
The clock keeps ticking and she needs to get to licking
When I spread her legs I see the pussy and I flick it
Flipped her on his stomach then I see that ass I lick it
Three condoms at a time there ain't no chance in Hell it rippin
Walking with new timbs on my feet
I'm going old school, I got Wu-Tang on the beat
Pop her down, she's taking rounds
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