Free Agent - MR Remix

Unsigned, Independent
Don't fuck with these women
You know that they cheating just face it
Don't fuck with these niggas
They sweeter than swishers and Niggas just be on that snake shit
If I see a white cop
Then my hand on the glock
I'm knowing that these crackers be racist
I'm smoking on runts
And I fye up a blunt
These dutches and woods I'm facing

She toot up her butt
And my foot on her neck
I'm in it she can't even take it
If we fucking for hours and hours and hours
That mean that your coochie is basic
You'll think I'ma quarterback
Way I be slanging these bullets
You'll think that I'm Brady
Let me switch up the sport
Like I'm on the court
I'm balling like Tracy MacGrady

Let me switch it up
Why hate when you can go run them digits up
You hate but lil nigga Ian heard of ya
You rich but you taking the city bus
They say Acee go run the city up
I got the torch they ain't lit as us
I told lil shawty ian feeling her
So leave or I'm adding like two of ya

Nigga gone say that they popping
But they really flopping
They rapping and they need to stop it
I know these lil niggas be plotting, I'm hot like a Taki
So I gotta keep me a rocket
I'm running this shit like I'm Sonic, I'm smoking on cronic
I'm chilling with a pretty thotty
I love when she sexy and chocolate
A curvy lil body,
I need me a bitch that's exotic

Want me a bitch that's exotic
But don't get it twisted
I need a hoe that can listen
Cooking and clean up the dishes
When I get in it
Hoe make me nut in a minute
Cuz Acee can be really nasty
If that ever happens
A nigga gone brag on the kitty
I promise I'm keeping my distance cuz she can be pretty
But really her pussy is fishy

Ian falling for love
I'm fly like a dove
I land and I shit on you niggas
A lot of you niggas below
And I am above
They cannot compete with a nigga
You niggas won't get in the gloves And that is because y'all bitches ain't seeing me nigga
She begging and pleading for love
I just wanna fuck,
I nut in her mouth and you kissed her (MUAH!)

Unsigned, Independent
Don't fuck with these women
You know that they cheating just face it
Don't fuck with these niggas
They sweeter than swishers and Niggas just be on that snake shit
If I see a white cop
Then my hand on the glock
I'm knowing that these crackers be racist
I'm smoking on runts
And I fye up a blunt
These dutches and woods I'm facing

She toot up her butt
And my foot on her neck
I'm in it she can't even take it
If we fucking for hours and hours and hours
That mean that your coochie is basic
You'll think I'ma quarterback
Way I be slanging these bullets
You'll think that I'm Brady
Let me switch up the sport
Like I'm on the court
I'm balling like Tracy MacGrady



Credits
Writer(s): Ashton Gray
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