Freestyle (What Now?)

Lyrics
[Verse] I can't count on niggas I had to count up them racks Walk 'round with a chop like Iraq I was trappin' before all this rap shit These niggas ain't on nothin' Fifty round on me, who bluffin'? Bake a nigga like a cake or a muffin Catch a nigga broad day and we rush him I snuck in the club with the .380 He watching me, I fucked his lady She can't get no more dick, she too lazy My young bitch tryna have my baby Switch it up, I had to switch it up 'Cause these niggas, they gon' eat it up Walk in the club with the heater tucked Let a nigga play, I'ma fuck him up If he got a block, we gon' spin that shit I just bought a Glock with a rubber grip (Fuck it up) Illiterate F and it's stuttering Slime a nigga out with my brother 'nem (Bitch) Yeah, we gon' wipe a nigga nose (Wipe) AR pistol and it fold (Woo) I just snuck a Draco in the show (Okay) Why that nigga call me bro? (Lil' bitch) He ain't know I was fuckin' his ho (On that bitch) Right there, had to trap on Barney Hit a nigga with an offbeat, RIP Off like half of these sixes, straight Oxy These niggas don't know what to do Hop out the coupe and I shoot These niggas know they can't win All these niggas know it's loose All these bitches know it's Trues (Bitch) I just walked in Jimmy Choo Whole major slide out the roof They know it's crazy but it's true My traphouse sticking like glue You can't pull up for one, I need two In Givenchy, nigga, I'm a troop I put Valentino on my shoe (On my bitch) I would be mad at me too If I woke up and was you But I cannot switcharoo If I can't fuck your bitch, alley-oop (Throw her up) Switch it up like Jordan Twenty-three on me, I'm scoring Got your bitch callin' me 4 in the morning I can't fuck that bitch, she boring (Lil' bitch) Off of them Percocets I fell asleep in the middle of texting I just fucked your bitch, I ain't tryna fuck no more I hit her best friend I told auntie tell the doctor up milligrams 'Cause I cannot get high off a ten (I need thirty) I'm jammin', spendin' them racks on your bitch like I'm scammin' These niggas, they keep talkin' like I won't spin they block These Glocks came with everything but a thirty shot I got fifty these niggas, let's play filthy I got two Glocks, that's a hundred If I get one more than that's one fifty, bitch
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Credits
- Writers
- Shabazz PBG