Freestyle Inna Trap

Lyrics

[Intro: RTB MB] (Enrgy made this one) Come on, RTB, nigga, gang [Verse 1: RTB MB] I got enough to put your kids up in private school All these bitches want a Trench Baby, I ain't gotta choose These Glocks will give him face time, this is not a Zoom All he heard was click-clack, nigga, and a bada-boom Type of nigga tell my bitch about the hoes, girl, do not assume I ain't got no Casamigos for you, but I got a shroom Brodie sweepin' all these niggas' blocks, he is not a broom Bitch named April may take dick like we not in June I know niggas spinnin' for me like a ceiling fan Brodie slidin' with a drumstick, I ain't Spinnabenz Turned Muslim in the feds, saw an opp, he finna sin again I'll tell that bitch to get a job 'forе I spend a ten Off the mud, wishin' I can gеt my nigga back Free my nigga Buzz, he'll clip you in your fitted cap Just 'cause I fucked, baby girl, you cannot get a rack We just upped the button on the blicky, it's a midget MAC [Verse 2: Cash Kidd] Sippin' mud with your bitch, she let me piggyback Finger-fuckin' nina all in public, her big-titty ass She wanna get drunk when I touch down, but I kicked the pack Your bitch ain't got no willpower, this ain't Men In Black Blowed as hell on the jumbotron eatin' snacks I'm on FanDuel scammin' hard, but we won't mention that You a fan, dude, actin' hard, boy, where your chicken at? I'm a serial scammer, I keep on catchin' Apple jacks Three of us left it in her weave, we passed it back to back Ayy, ayy Told Miles I'll slide for the low, just give me five million G a shooter and a driver, nigga, Miles Bridges Crop him out my pic, he got on bullshit, Taj Gibson Pipin' down your bitch with different strokes, feel like Todd Bridges He can't smoke with me, he hittin' all mids, Shaun Livingston When I read the opps' bios, I can't stop gigglin' Ayy