Stepping on niggaz freestyle

Reddit chata all my niggas like, we bought that cheddar
Yea that mack eleven, and biretta
Say ah, you dumbass niggas
I hop out the WIP, with a gun and clip

You know my shorty bad, and plus she super thick
You know my niggas killin', we on stupid shit
And if a nigga get outlined, then we shoot shit
Yeah, yeah, bitch we with the shits

I been wildin' out, been thuggin' hard since the Lor jit
I never forfeit, and if a nigga get up out the line
I blow his ass down with this 4'5
My shit got big kick, my shorty we got big swing

She don't love me, she just love how my dick swing
Yeah, yeah, I let my scrap pop
What you mean young boy, I'm from them back blocks
Where them boys they will, kill you over crack rock

Yeah, yeah, blood on the black top
Uh-uh, we go to war, but this is black ops
I'm a Muslim young nigga, I'm a black op
Yeah, you already know just call it Ahki

We can get it poppin', nigga, fuck the paparazzi
We be out this bitch with a bottle
I be gassed up, mash da gas like a model
Nah, nah, I'm on gas like a throttle

Bitch, we goin' in like we tippy out the bottle
First nigga move, that's the nigga catch a hollow
And these niggas rattin yeah, they pussy singing high notes
This is a freestyle

Yeah, no pen to pad, nigga
Uh, yea this shit, it's for the head, nigga
A lot of niggas, they be trippin' and they dead, nigga
Uh-uh, you don't want to be a dead, nigga

Yeah, I'm been steppin on this motherfuckin' beat, man
No hook, nigga
No pen, no motherfuckin' pad, I'm the best
No contest, who ready for combat

We on all that, we on all that
You can get your skull cracked with a ball bat
Yeah, nigga, this is what I call facts
This is not rap, this is a life story

Shout-out to my nigga, Meety and Cory
We be in this bitch with a big tool
I'm a lor nigga, but I'm a big dude
She, I don't even love, me love how the dick move

Yeah, I'm young black, bitch, I'm slick, cool
If I walked up in the club, I'd brought the blick through
Oh, oh, that's just how it go
Bitch, I'm trapped out, man, I got them by the Loads

And my niggas countin' dollars, plus we countin' souls
You know what it is, you know where we at
We be turnt up, thug life in the back
I be spinnin' to the max, fuck the bitch, pull out a trax

We don't conversate the lames, fuck the police, chalk the rest
You be chasin' cheese when my niggas chasin' cheese
We be real life when you niggas make believe
Chopa bullet's bust, bitch, it's gonna make you lean

Yeah, my bitch bad and she black like Maybelline
I'ma fuck her, make her cream, then she scream oout flames
Hoe-ass niggas already know I do my thing
Posted in the hood, yeah, I'm swervin' good

And I'm smokin' good, and I wish a nigga would
Chit, chit, I wish a nigga would
Chit, chit, I wish a nigga would
Hoe-ass, just past me to motherfuck a bottle right now hahah

I'm gassed up, they done got a nigga started in this bitch
You know how it go, I'm dumb and retated, around this bitch A
Lor Flames main no pen no mother fuckin pad
This shit easy, I do this shit

Bitch, let's go dumb, dumb
Wrep the city in the hood, I'm from, from
Got a hundred on 50 rounds, drum up on that gun
And first nigga didn't move, you know I'm gon' murder yo son

Whip her, dick all in that bitch, it's like a slipper
I might fuck her, then I might tip her
Yeah
Yeah