High af freestyle!
Yeah gang, 3100 in this hoe nigga
3100 in this hoe nigga
Fuck you nigga, you hoe nigga, fuck yo block
You hoe nigga, all of you fuck niggas hoes nigga
All of you fuck niggas hoes nigga
All of you fuck niggas hoes nigga,
Pull up on us we upping the score Nigga
Pull up on me I'm upping my pole Nigga
& you know that I fuck with them zoe niggas
Fuck with me & you fuck with my bro nigga,
Slide on you and I brought my lil woe with me
Slide on you and I brought my lil chrome with me
Spin & turn, we gon hit him in his dome Timmy
Spin & turn, we gon hit him in his dome with semi's
Turn that boy to a butler his name jimmy,
Fuck that bitch & I fucked up her damn kidney
Fucked that bitch, & I think that her name Sidney
Everywhere that I go got the gang with me
Every gun that I got got a stain in it
Anytime imma shoot it's gon be the lemon
Imma take it to trial, & beat eleven
Imma take it to trial like fuck a witness
Heard you snitching
Like why would you take the plea?
We gon chop his ass up like it's surgery,
If you not talking money, don't talk to me
I'm not mainstream bitch
But I'm popping
I take off in the coupe can't stop it
I got ice on ice, lil bitch like hockey
I switched up to the best friend
Know that I'm toxic
Head to the mall then I buy me Givenchy,
Pull up to the club then I fuck on your Aunty
I got 679 man im feeling like Monty
He got hit with that .9
Now that boy tryna haunt me
Im coolin, im boolin
I ride with that Glock yeah im groovin
Yeah I ride with that Glock imma use it
When it comes to the pussy abuse it
When I come to my sense I make music
How I'm banging the five & and he banging six?
Man we both blicking at em we got assist
Man, I'm feeling like Taylor I keep it swift,
Man, I'm feeling like Taylor I keep a switch,
And I feel like the coach bitch I keep a list
Cooking up In the kitchen I keep a whisk
I got all of the drip, yeah my diamonds hit
I got all of the aim, yeah I do not miss
I don't fuck with you hoes, cause you not my bitch
I don't fuck with you hoes caue you counterfeit
So much money on me you can't count my fit
So much money on me but still take yo shit
Man I swear to god you a lil filthy bitch,
Man I swear to god you a lil filthy snitch
Fuck with gang and you know that we poppin shit
See the opps & you know that we stopping em
See a rat & you know that we droppin it
Know you see all these VVS around my neck
Try to take it you gon get hit with the tec
Fuck the hate imma go & chase me a check
Fuck the hate imma go & chase all the bread
He was hungry so I filled that boy up with lead
He was dissing, & now that lil nigga dead
Walk that Nigga down
Said walk that Nigga down
Get hit with these rounds
We gon send him out of bounds
Yeah, send him out of bounds
I'm smoking all this loud, you can't come around
Yeah you can't come around
I said lil bitch don't you come around
Young nigga graduated fuck a cap and gown
Bitch I'm running the city, I run the town
Going straight to the top I won't let y'all down
So much drip on me, swimming I can't even drown
Got that Draco on me you can't put me down
So much money on me, you can't see me now
Man I'm geeked off the gas, you can't keep me down
Big 7.62s they go for the rounds
Keep my name out the mix, ain't no word around
& my niggas some demons like hell hounds
And we shoot in this bitch like it's shoot house
These niggas so pussy like "shoot how",
My niggas some demons shoot in the crowd
I'm muting the Za Kuz this shit too loud
Yeah I'm smoking the best and it make me proud
All of you fuck niggas hoes nigga
Pull up on us we upping the score Nigga
Pull up on me I'm upping my pole Nigga
& you know that I fuck with them zoe niggas
Fuck with me & you fuck with my bro nigga,
Slide on you and I brought my lil woe with me
Slide on you and I brought my lil chrome with me
Spin & turn, we gon hit him in his dome Timmy
Spin & turn, we gon hit him in his dome with semi's
Turn that boy to a butler his name jimmy,
Fuck that bitch & I fucked up her damn kidney
Fucked that bitch
& I think that her name Sidney
Everywhere that I go got the gang with me
Every gun that I got got a stain in it
Anytime imma shoot it's gon be the lemon
Imma take it to trial, & beat eleven
Yeah, 3100 in this hoe nigga
3100 in this hoe nigga
Fuck yo block, you hoe nigga,
Fuck yo block You old nigga
All of you fuck niggas hoe niggas
All of you fuck niggas hoe niggas
3100 in this hoe nigga
Fuck you nigga, you hoe nigga, fuck yo block
You hoe nigga, all of you fuck niggas hoes nigga
All of you fuck niggas hoes nigga
All of you fuck niggas hoes nigga,
Pull up on us we upping the score Nigga
Pull up on me I'm upping my pole Nigga
& you know that I fuck with them zoe niggas
Fuck with me & you fuck with my bro nigga,
Slide on you and I brought my lil woe with me
Slide on you and I brought my lil chrome with me
Spin & turn, we gon hit him in his dome Timmy
Spin & turn, we gon hit him in his dome with semi's
Turn that boy to a butler his name jimmy,
Fuck that bitch & I fucked up her damn kidney
Fucked that bitch, & I think that her name Sidney
Everywhere that I go got the gang with me
Every gun that I got got a stain in it
Anytime imma shoot it's gon be the lemon
Imma take it to trial, & beat eleven
Imma take it to trial like fuck a witness
Heard you snitching
Like why would you take the plea?
We gon chop his ass up like it's surgery,
If you not talking money, don't talk to me
I'm not mainstream bitch
But I'm popping
I take off in the coupe can't stop it
I got ice on ice, lil bitch like hockey
I switched up to the best friend
Know that I'm toxic
Head to the mall then I buy me Givenchy,
Pull up to the club then I fuck on your Aunty
I got 679 man im feeling like Monty
He got hit with that .9
Now that boy tryna haunt me
Im coolin, im boolin
I ride with that Glock yeah im groovin
Yeah I ride with that Glock imma use it
When it comes to the pussy abuse it
When I come to my sense I make music
How I'm banging the five & and he banging six?
Man we both blicking at em we got assist
Man, I'm feeling like Taylor I keep it swift,
Man, I'm feeling like Taylor I keep a switch,
And I feel like the coach bitch I keep a list
Cooking up In the kitchen I keep a whisk
I got all of the drip, yeah my diamonds hit
I got all of the aim, yeah I do not miss
I don't fuck with you hoes, cause you not my bitch
I don't fuck with you hoes caue you counterfeit
So much money on me you can't count my fit
So much money on me but still take yo shit
Man I swear to god you a lil filthy bitch,
Man I swear to god you a lil filthy snitch
Fuck with gang and you know that we poppin shit
See the opps & you know that we stopping em
See a rat & you know that we droppin it
Know you see all these VVS around my neck
Try to take it you gon get hit with the tec
Fuck the hate imma go & chase me a check
Fuck the hate imma go & chase all the bread
He was hungry so I filled that boy up with lead
He was dissing, & now that lil nigga dead
Walk that Nigga down
Said walk that Nigga down
Get hit with these rounds
We gon send him out of bounds
Yeah, send him out of bounds
I'm smoking all this loud, you can't come around
Yeah you can't come around
I said lil bitch don't you come around
Young nigga graduated fuck a cap and gown
Bitch I'm running the city, I run the town
Going straight to the top I won't let y'all down
So much drip on me, swimming I can't even drown
Got that Draco on me you can't put me down
So much money on me, you can't see me now
Man I'm geeked off the gas, you can't keep me down
Big 7.62s they go for the rounds
Keep my name out the mix, ain't no word around
& my niggas some demons like hell hounds
And we shoot in this bitch like it's shoot house
These niggas so pussy like "shoot how",
My niggas some demons shoot in the crowd
I'm muting the Za Kuz this shit too loud
Yeah I'm smoking the best and it make me proud
All of you fuck niggas hoes nigga
Pull up on us we upping the score Nigga
Pull up on me I'm upping my pole Nigga
& you know that I fuck with them zoe niggas
Fuck with me & you fuck with my bro nigga,
Slide on you and I brought my lil woe with me
Slide on you and I brought my lil chrome with me
Spin & turn, we gon hit him in his dome Timmy
Spin & turn, we gon hit him in his dome with semi's
Turn that boy to a butler his name jimmy,
Fuck that bitch & I fucked up her damn kidney
Fucked that bitch
& I think that her name Sidney
Everywhere that I go got the gang with me
Every gun that I got got a stain in it
Anytime imma shoot it's gon be the lemon
Imma take it to trial, & beat eleven
Yeah, 3100 in this hoe nigga
3100 in this hoe nigga
Fuck yo block, you hoe nigga,
Fuck yo block You old nigga
All of you fuck niggas hoe niggas
All of you fuck niggas hoe niggas
Credits
Writer(s): Elijah Jones, Ibrahim Kalil Toure
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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