Russian Cream Freestyle
Yeah, I'm on my race shit, nigga I'm on my gang shit
Bulletproof car, we gon' spray it Hop up in the coup, push to start, then I'm
racin' Damn, shorty bad, I want her number, I can't
fake it, Big Too Good, shorty said she can't take it
Rocks in the bank, I'm getting money, it's amazing
Glock 19, the ketchup body, boy, I'm waiting
Smoking on Russian cream, swear to God, I hate it
Sent my mama text, tell her this year I'ma make it
Shawty said, do I look good? I said, can I see you naked
Said she wanna ring, but she didn't make me breakfast
How you wanna ring when you can't even make me breakfast
Brody said he see my opp outside, I told him, stretch him
He was on the wrong side, so nobody helped him
This is not a SRT, nigga, this a ketchup
Throw his body in a trunk, we have to collect him
My city ain't rocking with me, so I'm bout to leave
Shawty, heck, ain't weak, so you know I'm bout to cheat
Still telling from me, I'ma find you like it's taken
Wake up in the morning, get the eggs, cheese, and bacon
Bitch, I get that guac, bitch, I get that cheese
When I get inside, pussy loud, sound like mac and cheese
Hit it from the back so good, bitch, gave me a key
Mixing Zaza with Delane, bitch, I'm balling like Kareem
Walk in the mall, cop it all, I can have anything
Vlon on my body, a lilac, you a hottie
Ride a P side in my coupe, make you my shawty
Haven't felt this way in a long time, shout out to play Bacardi
I don't speak English, I speak Wapini
Stupid bitch, try to suck me, sit and down, get on your knees
Zaza got me stuck, Tarzan swinging in the trees
Nigga was talking to me crazy, lucky I was high off weed
I would've popped that nigga, no more socking niggas
When I touch the mic, ain't no stopping a nigga
These bitch ass niggas hate me, cause they bitch wanna date me
Yeah, I rock with Optic, yeah, that shit don't phase me
Yeah, I fuck Mercedes, and a brand new Sadie
Freestyling on this beat, I feel like Slim Shady
I feel like Wizard, baby, she wanna have my baby
I feel like Chip Skylark, the way these bitches chase me
Yeah, I'm way too sexy, she called me and told me
That she bought a telly, she want dick in her belly
But a nigga ain't going, she only want me
Cause she see a nigga have emotion, 11 on my back
She see I'm balling like the Rosen
Welcome to the tape, hello world
I'm here, and I'm here to stay
Appreciate y'all for tuning in
Hope y'all enjoy the tape, and if you do
Get your friends hip, get your granny hip
Get your granddad hip, get everybody in your family hip
Cause I'm the shit, haha
Bulletproof car, we gon' spray it Hop up in the coup, push to start, then I'm
racin' Damn, shorty bad, I want her number, I can't
fake it, Big Too Good, shorty said she can't take it
Rocks in the bank, I'm getting money, it's amazing
Glock 19, the ketchup body, boy, I'm waiting
Smoking on Russian cream, swear to God, I hate it
Sent my mama text, tell her this year I'ma make it
Shawty said, do I look good? I said, can I see you naked
Said she wanna ring, but she didn't make me breakfast
How you wanna ring when you can't even make me breakfast
Brody said he see my opp outside, I told him, stretch him
He was on the wrong side, so nobody helped him
This is not a SRT, nigga, this a ketchup
Throw his body in a trunk, we have to collect him
My city ain't rocking with me, so I'm bout to leave
Shawty, heck, ain't weak, so you know I'm bout to cheat
Still telling from me, I'ma find you like it's taken
Wake up in the morning, get the eggs, cheese, and bacon
Bitch, I get that guac, bitch, I get that cheese
When I get inside, pussy loud, sound like mac and cheese
Hit it from the back so good, bitch, gave me a key
Mixing Zaza with Delane, bitch, I'm balling like Kareem
Walk in the mall, cop it all, I can have anything
Vlon on my body, a lilac, you a hottie
Ride a P side in my coupe, make you my shawty
Haven't felt this way in a long time, shout out to play Bacardi
I don't speak English, I speak Wapini
Stupid bitch, try to suck me, sit and down, get on your knees
Zaza got me stuck, Tarzan swinging in the trees
Nigga was talking to me crazy, lucky I was high off weed
I would've popped that nigga, no more socking niggas
When I touch the mic, ain't no stopping a nigga
These bitch ass niggas hate me, cause they bitch wanna date me
Yeah, I rock with Optic, yeah, that shit don't phase me
Yeah, I fuck Mercedes, and a brand new Sadie
Freestyling on this beat, I feel like Slim Shady
I feel like Wizard, baby, she wanna have my baby
I feel like Chip Skylark, the way these bitches chase me
Yeah, I'm way too sexy, she called me and told me
That she bought a telly, she want dick in her belly
But a nigga ain't going, she only want me
Cause she see a nigga have emotion, 11 on my back
She see I'm balling like the Rosen
Welcome to the tape, hello world
I'm here, and I'm here to stay
Appreciate y'all for tuning in
Hope y'all enjoy the tape, and if you do
Get your friends hip, get your granny hip
Get your granddad hip, get everybody in your family hip
Cause I'm the shit, haha
Credits
Writer(s): Khiry Patterson
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