Houston Freestyle
I hate wishy washy hoes
Baby that's just how shit goes
One day my homie the next my foe
Cut them off my heart on go
X them out when smell smoke
Then I do my doses doe
Pretty and sharp just like a rose
Yes daddy I want rolls
And I need designer clothes
Cameras out let's strike pose
It's always me I'm getting chose
Water neck god made it froze
Linked together with rose gold
Confident and getting bold
They like me I don't get old
Aging slow just like j low
Avoid the drama I low
Petty shit I'm just too grown
You not different sis my clone
Saved my pictures on your phone
They try to stalk me from the drone
They keep blowing up phone
They hungry I throw a bone
Fuck with me I'm in zone
Baby I'm so money prone
Bank accounts I make them moan
Family I put them on
DFW down to H-town
I like making haters frown
Going up I hope you down
Leave your demons let them drown
Tities are for my man hoe
Just for my man hoe
Your tities on the gram hoe
All on the gram hoe
You giving niggas free shows
You give out free shows
You say that your a freak hoe
You just a cheap hoe
You just a weak hoe
You futures bleak hoe
You fame is brief hoe
You can't be me hoe
I'm the one you the hoe
I'm the yes and you no
I'm gang gang and you a foe
Can't be copied nice try though
She got to a fuck to prove her worth
I've been a bad bitch since birth
So I win I hope it hurt, Nigga Bad bitch alert
I'm classy
Can't let hoe pass me
These bitches acting trashy
These bitches elbow ashy
My watched blinged out it's flashy
My bars are hard they catchy
Don't let your niggas @ me
My a booty big a fatty
I'm confident pretty bitch
Certified sidity bitch
Beautiful and giving rich
Baddie stay up on her shit
Surgery can't copy this
Be sure to give my ass a kiss
These just facts this ain't a diss
Just spit straight bars and still ain't missed
Mean while
You hoes can't even spell rap
I'm a a genius on the beat
I'm the Ye you my Skete
My leftovers is what you eat
When you lying in the sheets
Old drums that you beat
Don't you dare come cross the street
Got these people on they feet
They know fake shit when they see
And I got their loyalty
But we good so let them be
I'm the new age Barbie Queen
Baby that's just how shit goes
One day my homie the next my foe
Cut them off my heart on go
X them out when smell smoke
Then I do my doses doe
Pretty and sharp just like a rose
Yes daddy I want rolls
And I need designer clothes
Cameras out let's strike pose
It's always me I'm getting chose
Water neck god made it froze
Linked together with rose gold
Confident and getting bold
They like me I don't get old
Aging slow just like j low
Avoid the drama I low
Petty shit I'm just too grown
You not different sis my clone
Saved my pictures on your phone
They try to stalk me from the drone
They keep blowing up phone
They hungry I throw a bone
Fuck with me I'm in zone
Baby I'm so money prone
Bank accounts I make them moan
Family I put them on
DFW down to H-town
I like making haters frown
Going up I hope you down
Leave your demons let them drown
Tities are for my man hoe
Just for my man hoe
Your tities on the gram hoe
All on the gram hoe
You giving niggas free shows
You give out free shows
You say that your a freak hoe
You just a cheap hoe
You just a weak hoe
You futures bleak hoe
You fame is brief hoe
You can't be me hoe
I'm the one you the hoe
I'm the yes and you no
I'm gang gang and you a foe
Can't be copied nice try though
She got to a fuck to prove her worth
I've been a bad bitch since birth
So I win I hope it hurt, Nigga Bad bitch alert
I'm classy
Can't let hoe pass me
These bitches acting trashy
These bitches elbow ashy
My watched blinged out it's flashy
My bars are hard they catchy
Don't let your niggas @ me
My a booty big a fatty
I'm confident pretty bitch
Certified sidity bitch
Beautiful and giving rich
Baddie stay up on her shit
Surgery can't copy this
Be sure to give my ass a kiss
These just facts this ain't a diss
Just spit straight bars and still ain't missed
Mean while
You hoes can't even spell rap
I'm a a genius on the beat
I'm the Ye you my Skete
My leftovers is what you eat
When you lying in the sheets
Old drums that you beat
Don't you dare come cross the street
Got these people on they feet
They know fake shit when they see
And I got their loyalty
But we good so let them be
I'm the new age Barbie Queen
Credits
Writer(s): Addie Sackeyfio
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