Lil Freestyle

Knock him off the shoes now he lying on floor
Biii was acting weird so we had to do that hoe
Got that bitch ass wrapped up like a mommy
Bring it back in catch another bitch running
Bring it back in and we catch another body running
Run shit down got em running like Gump
He ain't stopping pop him like a pimple he's out
Body count growing we out

Life is on go my fellas be always on go
Callin a bitch she sucking our dicks in a row
Getting my money be straight from the street
Yeah I'm high as the sky
Was raised as a though skin
I'm getting the drops from bitches I fuck
She calling me daddy I give her a candy
She blushing like Andy
She getting attention

Hey blushing like Andy
Posed to be Sandy
Feeling like I need Randy
Fuckin in ScatPacc but I'm driving Hellcat
Too many cars but I prefer Maybach
Flying commercial
Come outta the plane like I'm Biden
Got my own Island
Yessir I'm balling
Minding my business I'm rolling
Exotic my runts bitch I'm glowing

If a bitch ass wanna get that
Kiss my ass stamp that
We got them sticks and we might as well fold hoe
Got a boy run though
Slamming like Shaq matter of fact
I don't dribble the ball though
Fry em like tots
Giving them HALO
My Glock supa hot mane
I opened my moonroof and threw it away goon

Still sending shots we know he gone holler
If he acting fruity we put him in blender
If he running backwards we do him like Rikky
I'm on some thirty feeling like Morty
Cooking that up shit moving lil sturdy
Used to be broke though
See what I'm doing I'm breaking the curse hoe (Yeah yeah)
Hold up
Gotta lay low
SKRRRT away fast though
Hold up my glizzy up
Better don't miss the shot



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Writer(s): Ilya Alexandrovich
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