1234 Freestyle

I'm on the top with the business
Little nigga mind your own business
That boy, he got a lil' illness
You not gon' survive the fittest

You don't really get no bitches
I seen yo' hoe up in my mentions
This weed got me leaning and itching
I was cooking in the kitchen
I was making that (Money)
Making all the money I can
She said what you wanna do
Told her get on your knees and hands
One two three four
One two fuck that I want four
I got one bitch (Nah)
I got two bitches (Fuck that)
I got three bitches (Shit)
I got four hoes in a room
She spilt (Oh my god) weed
I told that bitch to get the broom
We shooting the gun like a veteran
Yea she told us that we is the better men
I might just go cop me a letterman
See you later man

Yea we high
We on the moon
Yea uh, we don't do no shrooms
I just swept ah' nigga like a broom
Told that bitch to get the fuck out my room

One two three four
One two fuck that I want four

Woo
Woo
I'm on the top with the business
Little nigga mind your own business
That boy, he got a lil' illness
You not gon survive the fittest
I'm on the top with the business
Little nigga mind your own business
That boy, he got a lil' illness
You not gon survive the fittest



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Writer(s): Lul Kumo
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