65 Bars

Aye ima just freestyle this whole shit, Don't cut it off jus listen Jaay2euce! Hmm .45's a couple Glock nine's we keep a few sticks And I ain't never worried about the opps 'cus they don't do shit I don't want my old hoes, them bitches weak I need a new bitch And I just poured me up a four shit I'm finna pour a deuce in Make it six, I like to sip If I want her, I take his bitch How the f*ck this nigga stepping, I know he ain't taking trips If you want it go take a risk I told brodie to pass the tris And I just rolled another opp now we blowing him in the wind Road running chasing the money ain't going back broke And I don't want the bitch 'cus she remind me of my last hoe Two.23 spitting out the choppa and broke his back bone Mr. boogie down, you see me out I got a fat pole Johnnies hit the lights, we do the dash 'cus it's sticks in this bitch I just poured a Kobe deuce, four it's a six in this bitch Wocky in the sprite, I pour it up make it dark as the tint Sliding in a foreign sipping wock in a AMG Benz Ice in the cup, just poured me four I'm leaning Johnnies get on me, I'm doing the dash I'm speeding Swerving through lanes, stumping the gas I'm floating Bitch I'm a trophy, if see a opp I'm blowing I can feel my heart getting colder Taking perks, sipping wock, to get the pain off my shoulders Let a nigga diss the gang, we knock his face off his shoulders You will never see me change, I'll be the same when I'm older I'ma always be same me Love it, or you hate me Can't let these niggas take me Got a glizzy with no safety And the choppa holding 80 These niggas know about the gang, Fatbeezy doing niggas janky And I be dogging bitches out, cus I can't let these bitches play me Money over bitches, family over money Choppa bullet hit his stomach, now he shitting out his tummy All my niggas really stepping, we be doing niggas ugly And I just got another sprite and poured a four and made it muddy How the f*ck you popping it on live about some street shit Tell 'em they can keep my old hoe cus she weak bitch I can never let them take me out I gotta keep blick How you tryna pop it about a bitch that like to eat dick She like daddy you trophy She know I ain't worried about the opps I got it on me Put a switchy on the glizzy, leave him twitching like he Smokey I ain't never need nobody, I been rocking by my lonely Keep it real if I was you and seen me out I'd try to smoke me Cus when I catch you that's yo ass I got 30 in the glizzy and the switchy spittin fast Bitch I'm jimmy with this blicky see a opp I gotta blast Catch a nigga while he shopping we go pop him like a tag She steady talking about she love me, ion wanna hear it And bitch I'm sipping on some wocky, not no fucking beer Steady tryna tell me how you feel, I don't fucking care Johnnies on my ass I told them niggas I wasn't fucking there Shit ion know shit 30 in the glizzy walk him down and shoot the whole clip How the f*ck he stepping and he acting like a whole bitch Brodie got the .nine but I'ma pop him with this .45th Yo nigga ain't really getting money, posting old chip Yo nigga ain't really gettin pape, them is throwbacks Finesse gang, bopping on the beat like I'm Kodak Opps in the wood, yea they gone but they know that Nigga pockets empty, but he asking where the hoes at Gas the beat, no hook Dead homies Two.23's hit his face, put your hands on me Brodie tryna walk a nigga down, I put a bag on you Hot head, careful what you say cus I'll flash on you Dead homies Alright I'm done