freedom goer
Place that fuckin' blade, on my motherfuckin' bag bitch
Walking through your city, count the check I paint the towns shit
Now I got my motherfuckin' hand, I raise a band quick
Get my fuckin' K, I dump that choppa at your mans, bitch
What the fuck you wanna do? Talk about Mr. Oh Who?
I just want bands please don't complicate shit like my fruit
Me and my niggas just livin' on soup
Ay, where your fuckin' mask at?
I paint the image of my lyrics comin' black cat to ace my limit, ayy
Sippin' on gatorade, I just wanna put all this pain away
But they say all of my chains is fake, all of this shit I just write is just plain
I cannot focus on lyrics or nothing that give off a negativity reduction
I get my choppa and we bussin' my nigga, we run in your function
I got a business, underground like corruption
That's the just the business, fuck with my shit, give my music a listen
I'm just a normal motherfucker' made my thoughts form into lyrics
Cut off they head and I'm finished, look, I'm a menace like Dennis
Run through you bitch while you playin' some tennis
I got me a burger, just keep out the lettuce
I fuck on your bitch 'cause I know that you jealous
Place that fuckin' blade, on my motherfuckin' bag bitch
Walking through your city, count the check I paint the towns shit
Now I got my motherfuckin' hand, I raise a band quick
Get my fuckin' K, I dump that choppa at your mans, bitch
What the fuck you wanna do? Talk about Mr. Oh Who?
I just want bands please don't complicate shit like my fruit
Me and my niggas just livin' on soup
Ay, where your fuckin' mask at?
I paint the image of my lyrics comin' black cat to ace my limit, ayy
Sippin' on gatorade, I just wanna put all this pain away
But they say all of my chains is fake, all of this shit I just write is just plain
I cannot focus on lyrics or nothing that give off a negativity reduction
I get my choppa and we bussin' my nigga, we run in your function
I got a business, underground like corruption
That's the just the business, fuck with my shit, give my music a listen
I'm just a normal motherfucker' made my thoughts form into lyrics
Cut off they head and I'm finished, look, I'm a menace like Dennis
Run through you bitch while you playin' some tennis
I got me a burger, just keep out the lettuce
I fuck on your bitch 'cause I know that you jealous
(Ayy)
Walking through your city, count the check I paint the towns shit
Now I got my motherfuckin' hand, I raise a band quick
Get my fuckin' K, I dump that choppa at your mans, bitch
What the fuck you wanna do? Talk about Mr. Oh Who?
I just want bands please don't complicate shit like my fruit
Me and my niggas just livin' on soup
Ay, where your fuckin' mask at?
I paint the image of my lyrics comin' black cat to ace my limit, ayy
Sippin' on gatorade, I just wanna put all this pain away
But they say all of my chains is fake, all of this shit I just write is just plain
I cannot focus on lyrics or nothing that give off a negativity reduction
I get my choppa and we bussin' my nigga, we run in your function
I got a business, underground like corruption
That's the just the business, fuck with my shit, give my music a listen
I'm just a normal motherfucker' made my thoughts form into lyrics
Cut off they head and I'm finished, look, I'm a menace like Dennis
Run through you bitch while you playin' some tennis
I got me a burger, just keep out the lettuce
I fuck on your bitch 'cause I know that you jealous
Place that fuckin' blade, on my motherfuckin' bag bitch
Walking through your city, count the check I paint the towns shit
Now I got my motherfuckin' hand, I raise a band quick
Get my fuckin' K, I dump that choppa at your mans, bitch
What the fuck you wanna do? Talk about Mr. Oh Who?
I just want bands please don't complicate shit like my fruit
Me and my niggas just livin' on soup
Ay, where your fuckin' mask at?
I paint the image of my lyrics comin' black cat to ace my limit, ayy
Sippin' on gatorade, I just wanna put all this pain away
But they say all of my chains is fake, all of this shit I just write is just plain
I cannot focus on lyrics or nothing that give off a negativity reduction
I get my choppa and we bussin' my nigga, we run in your function
I got a business, underground like corruption
That's the just the business, fuck with my shit, give my music a listen
I'm just a normal motherfucker' made my thoughts form into lyrics
Cut off they head and I'm finished, look, I'm a menace like Dennis
Run through you bitch while you playin' some tennis
I got me a burger, just keep out the lettuce
I fuck on your bitch 'cause I know that you jealous
(Ayy)
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Writer(s): Yung Tama
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