Stang Freestyle
Ok, Ok, Ok, Ok, ok
We shot that nigga fr
You thought that shit was a drill?
Hell nah my nigga
We tried to handle our deal
You all couldn't handle a mill
Hell nah my nigga
We had our hands on the wheel
You all couldn't handle the thrill
Hell nah my nigga
You was the opp that was on all my dick counting felonies
I was just counting my celery
I share my bitches with bitches
Who fuck other niggas or give them the neckery
I just been counting up riches and riches
And fuck other bitches a part of my memory
Going down memory lane and see all the hurt and the pain
And all the religious gifts
You can see all the money and moves that I made, I had to cower some stupid shit
I tell my bitch to go chill with my other bitch that way she has someone to Uber with
I told my nigga don't waste on your bullets, we know you a bitch you know you won't Shoot the clip
If them boys got the job that they spinning, you know We pull up yeah we gonna let it rip
I put the skat to the pack
The back to the pack
I put that little bitch on the map
We was at seven eleven, your prodigeè wanted a beer she can't get it back
We was trapping the gang you switched up the game, nah you can't run it back
We get the bros out of jail for life nigga yeah It's Part of the brand
I robbed a store once just to get some closure now they say shit like Damn he a Thug
Till they go watch the kid do his thing and now he selling out shows they be like shit like Damn he a stud
Don't be a nigga who wanna get it back in blood
We was trapping way back in the mud
All the bitches that we fucked, we ain't nut
All the bitches that we fucked, we aint
Real talk we was really chasing lud
Real talk too maney bitches we ain't fuck
Real talk let's go and get it black in blood
Real talk niggas have pussies as they wood
Real talk let's go and smoke another bud
Real talk let's spend a million at the club
Real talk how many bitches have we fucked?
Real talk, getting pussy ain't enough
We hit the club and we threw on Dior
We was making it rain, we was making it pour
She was throwing that ass so I threw her some more
Yeah I put on my hoodie and walked out the door
To see all the bitches and see all the hoes
And all the fake niggas that acting composed
And see all the robbers that Robbin the stores
Think Hitting a lick makes you honorable
Addicted to hustling
Addicted to running
The money I make is enough for a hummer
I spent like 400 bands in the summer
You don't got game you can't get a number
Put you on game you get pussy from her
They watching my lane they say he a runner
I'm all In my bag this shit getting funner
I'm all in her pants, this dick finna stun her
We shot that nigga fr
You thought that shit was a drill?
Hell nah my nigga
We tried to handle our deal
You all couldn't handle a mill
Hell nah my nigga
We had our hands on the wheel
You all couldn't handle the thrill
Hell nah my nigga
You was the opp that was on all my dick counting felonies
I was just counting my celery
I share my bitches with bitches
Who fuck other niggas or give them the neckery
I just been counting up riches and riches
And fuck other bitches a part of my memory
Going down memory lane and see all the hurt and the pain
And all the religious gifts
You can see all the money and moves that I made, I had to cower some stupid shit
I tell my bitch to go chill with my other bitch that way she has someone to Uber with
I told my nigga don't waste on your bullets, we know you a bitch you know you won't Shoot the clip
If them boys got the job that they spinning, you know We pull up yeah we gonna let it rip
I put the skat to the pack
The back to the pack
I put that little bitch on the map
We was at seven eleven, your prodigeè wanted a beer she can't get it back
We was trapping the gang you switched up the game, nah you can't run it back
We get the bros out of jail for life nigga yeah It's Part of the brand
I robbed a store once just to get some closure now they say shit like Damn he a Thug
Till they go watch the kid do his thing and now he selling out shows they be like shit like Damn he a stud
Don't be a nigga who wanna get it back in blood
We was trapping way back in the mud
All the bitches that we fucked, we ain't nut
All the bitches that we fucked, we aint
Real talk we was really chasing lud
Real talk too maney bitches we ain't fuck
Real talk let's go and get it black in blood
Real talk niggas have pussies as they wood
Real talk let's go and smoke another bud
Real talk let's spend a million at the club
Real talk how many bitches have we fucked?
Real talk, getting pussy ain't enough
We hit the club and we threw on Dior
We was making it rain, we was making it pour
She was throwing that ass so I threw her some more
Yeah I put on my hoodie and walked out the door
To see all the bitches and see all the hoes
And all the fake niggas that acting composed
And see all the robbers that Robbin the stores
Think Hitting a lick makes you honorable
Addicted to hustling
Addicted to running
The money I make is enough for a hummer
I spent like 400 bands in the summer
You don't got game you can't get a number
Put you on game you get pussy from her
They watching my lane they say he a runner
I'm all In my bag this shit getting funner
I'm all in her pants, this dick finna stun her
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Writer(s): Gael Romo
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