My Dawg (feat. Woo) [Freestyle]

Ima pull up on lil shawty like a diaper Laying down eat it like a sniper That's my dawg imma let him bite her Tool on me she gone let me pipe her Bic lit call a nigga lighter Beat it up nigga I'mma fighter Wifeyy type, I can never wife her Up early, pulled an all nighter Shawty bad but she aint the one Up and under then I'm one and done She make it rise nigga like the sun Sunset here go all the fun Where the freaks at, they come out at night Using every finger like im tryna type I dont have a type but shawty not my type Never had a type cause i like what i like Freaky bih but she a sneaky bih I pass her to ya you can keep the bih No number saved, I delete the bih Tryna trick a nigga, watch me treat the bih Like a piece of meat that I'm just tryna eat Smash pass then i hit repeat Cat-like falling on my feet Make her suck me dry until i fall asleep Don't conversate and i don't go on dates White girl, she just lost some weight Work at chik fila and i don't have to pay Yo girl built like milk without the shake Can't talk it out ain't nun to talk about You walking in, I'm just walking out You on a list and i just crossed you out Keep it real that's what it's all about New hoes coming by the flock I just told a hoe that i just want the top Old hoes finding new ways to try to climb they way back to the top Fitbit, I need a fit bih Life's a game i use the hitstick I just got a text you wanna hit this Im like hell yeah shawty let's get it Mane don't I look like a lick Mane don't I look like a brick F*ck it, let's see where it get Call up Lil Red, He gone pull up with sticks Call up the three, he gone shoot and don't miss Drink my shit straight, ion need nothing to mix Pull on her hair when I fill her with dick IPhone record we gone make us a flick Got me a girl, you bet not tell her shit That 205 grammar, she loving my swag That shit got her mad, I still got on tags Dropping a band just to cover my ass I don't gotta brag You see it's a bag Run it up, fucking up a check Wanna beef, nigga that's a bet Ion beef, gang handle that They gone creep aiming at ya neck Bitches in they feelings bout a nigga Only thang I'm feeling is the skrilla Chase checks and pockets getting bigger Back shots, I bet a nigga kill her Say she never met a nigga realer Lay her down and eat her like some dinner Love faces, loving when I'm in her Bend her over, lick her before I split her Imma nasty nigga that's for sure Pulling out the racks just to show Let a nigga think shit sweet Try to take it bet my dawg blow We can bring the pressure to ya door Jewelry really ran a nigga four Ion gotta give a green light Bet my dawg still gone go I can never trip about a hoe Cut me off, I'm still getting more Wtf you think a nigga slow Watch how quick imma get ghost Niggas see me shining cause I'm grinding Bitches see them diamonds and they blinded Really draped out in the designer Everything I rock be the finest Everything I rock be the finest Ion really play no games nigga Ask these niggas about me Ain play no games wit em I can never change up Imma stay the same nigga And if a nigga try, he catch one to the brain nigga