Cng Freestyle (feat. Des & L0key Wavey)
(Uhh)
And that nigga not smoking the weed
Yeah that nigga not drinking no lean
Spin his block
And he go to
Spin his block
Then he go to police
That's his bitch? Why she fucking with me?
That's his bitch? Why she fuck with my team?
That's his bitch
Yeah she liking the green
And she mad he not getting no cheese
And she mad That her nigga not me
This his bitch? Well that bitch she a Freak
He talk shit
He gon' run
He gon' scream
Spin his block now he gone to police
Keep a piece
And I put him to sleep
Keep a piece
And I put him to
Keep a piece
And I put him to peace
That's his bitch?
Now she fuckin' with me
Niggas mad they ain't smoking the weed
And you know that I'm gone off the lean
Said she want me
I'm loving the green
Said she want me
I'm love the (uhh)
Said she want me
I'm loving the lean
Said she want me
I can't love no treesh
Niggas mad
They don't get to no breesh (uh uhh)
Get to the bag I run it up
I need that money ándale
She wanna fuck
But I told her wait
Told that lil' bitch
That I don't got time to waste
(Uhh uh, damn)
She wanna fuck On the weekend
I cannot fuck if I know she treeshin'
She got a man but, She gon' let me fuck once a weekend
(Damn)
Know that I'm smoking this pack
Know that I'm smoking this gas
Thrash
I cannot puff it and pass
(Damn!)
Shawty gon' tell me relax? (What?!)
Probably why I hit the bitch back
Probably why I'm tryna get this cash
Probably why I'm tryna get these racks
Probably why I'm tryna get a whole milli
With the team, Spend it all
And get it right back
'Cause we want the finer things
Turned to designer fiends
I gotta lot of things
Need all that money
Like I hit the lottery (Uh, uh uh)
She, She feeling my style, My drip, my fragrance
Shawty said she wanna Taste it
I know she probably think a nigga famous
Probably think a nigga painless
Probably think a nigga dangerous
Probably think a nigga ain't shit (Probably think a nigga ain't shit)
(Uh uh)
I gotta get to the backend
I keep me a stick
Ain't no lacking
Most of niggas you be capping
'Cause none of you niggas is savage (savage?)
All of my nigga wreak havoc, (havoc!)
We get to the green
Bitch The cabbage
Turning that boy to a has-been (has-been!)
I catch me a opp then I'm clappin'
Bitch I gotta keep me a stick
Or keep me a blick
'Cause most of these niggas they hate
Bitch I gotta keep me a stick
Or keep me a blick
'Cause most of these niggas They fake
I gave my shooter a blick
A shooter a stick
'Cause that nigga shoot like D-Wade
I'm bout to focus on money
And focus on music
'Cause I can't do minimum wage
And that nigga not smoking the weed
Yeah that nigga not drinking no lean
Spin his block
And he go to
Spin his block
Then he go to police
That's his bitch? Why she fucking with me?
That's his bitch? Why she fuck with my team?
That's his bitch
Yeah she liking the green
And she mad he not getting no cheese
And she mad That her nigga not me
This his bitch? Well that bitch she a Freak
He talk shit
He gon' run
He gon' scream
Spin his block now he gone to police
Keep a piece
And I put him to sleep
Keep a piece
And I put him to
Keep a piece
And I put him to peace
That's his bitch?
Now she fuckin' with me
Niggas mad they ain't smoking the weed
And you know that I'm gone off the lean
Said she want me
I'm loving the green
Said she want me
I'm love the (uhh)
Said she want me
I'm loving the lean
Said she want me
I can't love no treesh
Niggas mad
They don't get to no breesh (uh uhh)
Get to the bag I run it up
I need that money ándale
She wanna fuck
But I told her wait
Told that lil' bitch
That I don't got time to waste
(Uhh uh, damn)
She wanna fuck On the weekend
I cannot fuck if I know she treeshin'
She got a man but, She gon' let me fuck once a weekend
(Damn)
Know that I'm smoking this pack
Know that I'm smoking this gas
Thrash
I cannot puff it and pass
(Damn!)
Shawty gon' tell me relax? (What?!)
Probably why I hit the bitch back
Probably why I'm tryna get this cash
Probably why I'm tryna get these racks
Probably why I'm tryna get a whole milli
With the team, Spend it all
And get it right back
'Cause we want the finer things
Turned to designer fiends
I gotta lot of things
Need all that money
Like I hit the lottery (Uh, uh uh)
She, She feeling my style, My drip, my fragrance
Shawty said she wanna Taste it
I know she probably think a nigga famous
Probably think a nigga painless
Probably think a nigga dangerous
Probably think a nigga ain't shit (Probably think a nigga ain't shit)
(Uh uh)
I gotta get to the backend
I keep me a stick
Ain't no lacking
Most of niggas you be capping
'Cause none of you niggas is savage (savage?)
All of my nigga wreak havoc, (havoc!)
We get to the green
Bitch The cabbage
Turning that boy to a has-been (has-been!)
I catch me a opp then I'm clappin'
Bitch I gotta keep me a stick
Or keep me a blick
'Cause most of these niggas they hate
Bitch I gotta keep me a stick
Or keep me a blick
'Cause most of these niggas They fake
I gave my shooter a blick
A shooter a stick
'Cause that nigga shoot like D-Wade
I'm bout to focus on money
And focus on music
'Cause I can't do minimum wage
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Writer(s): Andre Stewart, Desmond Taylor, Jahari Jordan
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