(11) Freestyle

Nine-five, no mercy
Uh, aye, aye, aye
She said she lovin' my music, I been workin' on my cadence
I had to tell her shut up, cause lately she testin' my patience

And lately I'm stackin' bands cause I know this shit for the takin'
And the way that I eat and beat it, I'm bout to leave shawty shakin'
I'm feelin' like Lil Baby, 200 for an occasion
I know if she wanna fuck me, it's simple, ain't no persuasion

She say I be lookin' like the damn man when I walk through
Ain't got nothin', but dead presidents to talk to
Tell that boy that he my son, everything you know I taught you
Tell my ex-girl, keep all that bullshit I bought you

Said, Tango, how you doin'? To be honest, bro, I'm feelin' right
Tango, what you been on? To be honest, bro, just livin' life
Just was out in Vegas, in the suite really high as a kite
Yea lil shawty on me, know she want me cause I'm hella fly

Start bringin' home plaques, they ain't gon' believe that we made it
I don't even want ya shawty cause she movin' hella basic
They ain't wanna see me win, but when I do, they celebrate it
They must think that I forget all the people that steady hated

I want my pockets so knotted, it look like I got 'em braided
Think this shit overnight, must've thought that I just been playin
If it ain't about that money, my nigga, what is you sayin'
I'm on my goat shit, they like like "Oh shit", Tango sick

I'm focused, plays in motion, no emotion
You on some hoe shit ain't hard to notice
Yeah, I'm really out in Daygo, near the ocean
All my niggas smokin' gas, bitch, really potent

Yeah, she say I taste like licorice
When I'm bustin' in her mouth, yeah, she gon' keep on lickin' it
I be all up in it, yeah, I really get to rippin' it
I be goin' stupid, boy, I really get belligerent

She said that she like me, cause Tango just be so different
I'm really killin' the game, I know haters be so sick of it
She hit my phone in a week, cause she say that she missin' it
Yeah, she missin' it, she missin' it, she missin' it

She gon' hit my phone in a week, cause
(she always do this shit bro)
Yeah, she missin' it, yeah, she missin' it
Wait, hold on,
If I pull up with my gang, bitch, we goin' dumb
We gon' drink and smoke the night away, we feelin' numb

She said, "Tango, you so toxic," baby girl, I'm young
She said, "why you break my heart," I do this shit for fun
But she still want me to fuck, I beat it like a drum
She think that I'm bad now, girl, I just begun

Pussy don't motivate me, baby, I like gettin' bread
Graduated at 17, I guess I been ahead
I can't make it without the gang, you know they gettin' fed
Excuse the smell, everybody, I got that shit on

Yeah, she like the way I smell, she like my cologne
She said, Tango, can I fuck you, girl, come on
Micro just sent me the beat, I said, bro, come on
"Aye Tang, you tryna make a play?" I said, bro, come on
"Aye, Tang, you really got that weight?", I said, bro, come on
And baby, open up your mouth, that's what I come on

She said she lovin' my music, I've been workin' on my cadence
I had to tell her, shut up, cause lately she testin' my patience
And lately I'm stackin' bands, cause I know this shit for the takin
The way that I eat and beat it, I'm bout to leave shawty shakin
I'm feelin' like Lil Baby, 200 for indication
I know all she wanna fuck me is simple, ain't no persuasion
If niggas get to the scrappin' I'll quickly get straight to fadin
Can't wait to make me a milly and tell my mama we made it
Yeah, aye, aye, it's 95 goofy.
Yeah, no mercy, dumbass,
(95,95,95,95)
I can't wait to make me a million, tell my mama we made it
No mercy
(Dumbass)



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Writer(s): Tyrese Tillman
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