Boring Freestyle
Ayy, ayy, everybody killa Tay
Rest in Peace Iso
Fast whip, threw the foreign
Bad bitch, but she boring
In a different state, got a young nigga touring
Out these niggas hoes tryna see how they performing
If I up the pole, pussy know what I'm performing
Bitch, no, I can't stay, no, I gotta leave in the morning
Ayy, she a bad bitch, but she got me snorin
Cause that dumbass bitch boring as the fuck
Bitch, I'm ridin' downtown with a blower tucked
Ayy, a nigga must have grew some nuts
He think he talkin' down on me, that pussy ass nigga don't clutch
And even if he did, no, he ain't gon' bust
That nigga ain't on nothin', that nigga a hoe be actin' sus
He actin' sus like, what the fuck, you on that shit
Spank that nigga down with a 40 on a coolin' kit
Hit him and his rounds, and then he ass finna smell like piss
Smokin' out the pound, bitch ass nigga call this cheetah piss
I know you see me now, I'm loaded
Tryna catch him with his pants down, I'm hopin
Hit him in his head, ooh, leave that bitch open
Ayy, smokin' gas, bitch, you know I'm rollin
Off some Hennessy, and I'm tryna leave her smokin
Leave the barrel smokin' after I leave that nigga open
Ayy, leave that barrel smokin' after I leave that nigga open
Leave that barrel smokin' after I leave that nigga torched
His ass waited till he was 21 to hop off the porch
What the fuck!
Ayy, ayy
Rest in Peace Iso
Fast whip, threw the foreign
Bad bitch, but she boring
In a different state, got a young nigga touring
Out these niggas hoes tryna see how they performing
If I up the pole, pussy know what I'm performing
Bitch, no, I can't stay, no, I gotta leave in the morning
Ayy, she a bad bitch, but she got me snorin
Cause that dumbass bitch boring as the fuck
Bitch, I'm ridin' downtown with a blower tucked
Ayy, a nigga must have grew some nuts
He think he talkin' down on me, that pussy ass nigga don't clutch
And even if he did, no, he ain't gon' bust
That nigga ain't on nothin', that nigga a hoe be actin' sus
He actin' sus like, what the fuck, you on that shit
Spank that nigga down with a 40 on a coolin' kit
Hit him and his rounds, and then he ass finna smell like piss
Smokin' out the pound, bitch ass nigga call this cheetah piss
I know you see me now, I'm loaded
Tryna catch him with his pants down, I'm hopin
Hit him in his head, ooh, leave that bitch open
Ayy, smokin' gas, bitch, you know I'm rollin
Off some Hennessy, and I'm tryna leave her smokin
Leave the barrel smokin' after I leave that nigga open
Ayy, leave that barrel smokin' after I leave that nigga open
Leave that barrel smokin' after I leave that nigga torched
His ass waited till he was 21 to hop off the porch
What the fuck!
Ayy, ayy
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Writer(s): Taveon Hart
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