Rims - Freestyle
Get out my way before I shoot
I'ma jump up and I got some brand new rims
I'ma jump in with a brand new boot
And that girl she looking at me cause I'm him
I done crashed out, I done crashed
I done crashed out, kid, I done crashed
I done crashed out, got a brand new pad
Yeah, I done crashed out, I got a hunnit M's
Yeah, hunnit M's, wait, hunnit bands
Wait, big rims, yeah, big Benz
Wait, big tint, real dark tint
Yeah, big cash, talking big bands
Woah, come out of my way before I'm cool
I jump in that girl and now she tryna come and-
I jump in that fresh and now she tryna get some loot
I feel just like Travis, baby, come bring me the loot
I been jumping up, I got so fresh, I'm 'bout to dash
I'm 'bout to turn up with that girl and now she crappy and she
Tryna dash and done
Spazzed a bag and I been
Getting taxed and I done
Got a rack and I been
Flashing out, bashing out, I'm bound to dead
Oh God I'm 'bout to jump up in a willy willy wiz
And I'm 'bout to turn it up cause everybody off a pen
'Bout to get a hunnit, yeah 'bout to get a
'Bout to get hun-dun a hunny bun
That girl, she upping up
I'm 'bout to get it on, I'm running on, I got a brand new cup
That girl, she been up, she drinking liquor, she done-
That girl drinking liquor now she tipsy
I been out here getting that real
I feel like Lipsy, Nipsey baby
I'm 'bout to get my hussel on, I got it crispy
Baby jumping out it with her friends, I got some lizzy
They be tryna come and get some cash, I grind, I grizzy
Woah, woah-woah ah, ooh, ah, yeah
I can't tell by the way that she talk she tryna fuck, what
I'm about to turn it up, I got me brand new, ha-ha
Turn it up, and get that cash
She tryna come over, she burning up
Got a new bag and I'm 'bout to go flex
Baby, she coming around with a flat screen
Baby, got a real fat ass
Wait, ugh, baby talking to me like she gone flag, Flag it
White flag, I'm throwing out that cociana
Baby, don't you wanna get it on for real?
I'm about to turn it up lil' baby for real (Guess what?)
Aye, free Rio
Turn it up, get it on
I'm about to turn it up and, yeah, she tryna eat Rum
And that girl, she fucked me up, she really want it all
Baby got a little Wok and now she tryna
Ayy, baby got that bed-y rock
She just like born to rock
I feel like Uzi Vert, she up on top
She tryna rim me up
And now that girl, she tryna lick me up
She licking on the cock
I'm like "okay, baby, could you stop?" I needed a new bop
Wait, baby, let me take a breath, I need to regain lungs
I just need a breath or two, let me just turn it up
I think I done found my mode and now I'm tryna gun
Baby, got some brand new dust, I'm nuking up my bomb
Baby, I done nuked it up, I be dropping bombs
I'm about to get it like I'm Angel with a palm
Baby, feeling like a psalm, I'm about to run
And I slapped you with five fingers baby, yeah, the palm
It be sweaty though
I'm about to turn it up right now, I got a trench coat
Baby, yeah, she looking at me cause I got that tech on
I don't even understand, lil' bitch I got that drip on
I been out here swerving and that girl, she tryna lip bump
Wait a second, she be talking to him, get her lip bombed
I'ma turn it up again cause baby getting too hard
I don't understand why she looking at me like ooh-ah
Oh my God that girl looking at me cause she was in awe
Woah, uh
Yeah, uh-huh
Yeah, uh-huh
Yeah, uh-huh
Ah crash
I'ma jump up and I got some brand new rims
I'ma jump in with a brand new boot
And that girl she looking at me cause I'm him
I done crashed out, I done crashed
I done crashed out, kid, I done crashed
I done crashed out, got a brand new pad
Yeah, I done crashed out, I got a hunnit M's
Yeah, hunnit M's, wait, hunnit bands
Wait, big rims, yeah, big Benz
Wait, big tint, real dark tint
Yeah, big cash, talking big bands
Woah, come out of my way before I'm cool
I jump in that girl and now she tryna come and-
I jump in that fresh and now she tryna get some loot
I feel just like Travis, baby, come bring me the loot
I been jumping up, I got so fresh, I'm 'bout to dash
I'm 'bout to turn up with that girl and now she crappy and she
Tryna dash and done
Spazzed a bag and I been
Getting taxed and I done
Got a rack and I been
Flashing out, bashing out, I'm bound to dead
Oh God I'm 'bout to jump up in a willy willy wiz
And I'm 'bout to turn it up cause everybody off a pen
'Bout to get a hunnit, yeah 'bout to get a
'Bout to get hun-dun a hunny bun
That girl, she upping up
I'm 'bout to get it on, I'm running on, I got a brand new cup
That girl, she been up, she drinking liquor, she done-
That girl drinking liquor now she tipsy
I been out here getting that real
I feel like Lipsy, Nipsey baby
I'm 'bout to get my hussel on, I got it crispy
Baby jumping out it with her friends, I got some lizzy
They be tryna come and get some cash, I grind, I grizzy
Woah, woah-woah ah, ooh, ah, yeah
I can't tell by the way that she talk she tryna fuck, what
I'm about to turn it up, I got me brand new, ha-ha
Turn it up, and get that cash
She tryna come over, she burning up
Got a new bag and I'm 'bout to go flex
Baby, she coming around with a flat screen
Baby, got a real fat ass
Wait, ugh, baby talking to me like she gone flag, Flag it
White flag, I'm throwing out that cociana
Baby, don't you wanna get it on for real?
I'm about to turn it up lil' baby for real (Guess what?)
Aye, free Rio
Turn it up, get it on
I'm about to turn it up and, yeah, she tryna eat Rum
And that girl, she fucked me up, she really want it all
Baby got a little Wok and now she tryna
Ayy, baby got that bed-y rock
She just like born to rock
I feel like Uzi Vert, she up on top
She tryna rim me up
And now that girl, she tryna lick me up
She licking on the cock
I'm like "okay, baby, could you stop?" I needed a new bop
Wait, baby, let me take a breath, I need to regain lungs
I just need a breath or two, let me just turn it up
I think I done found my mode and now I'm tryna gun
Baby, got some brand new dust, I'm nuking up my bomb
Baby, I done nuked it up, I be dropping bombs
I'm about to get it like I'm Angel with a palm
Baby, feeling like a psalm, I'm about to run
And I slapped you with five fingers baby, yeah, the palm
It be sweaty though
I'm about to turn it up right now, I got a trench coat
Baby, yeah, she looking at me cause I got that tech on
I don't even understand, lil' bitch I got that drip on
I been out here swerving and that girl, she tryna lip bump
Wait a second, she be talking to him, get her lip bombed
I'ma turn it up again cause baby getting too hard
I don't understand why she looking at me like ooh-ah
Oh my God that girl looking at me cause she was in awe
Woah, uh
Yeah, uh-huh
Yeah, uh-huh
Yeah, uh-huh
Ah crash
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