Freestyle

Lyrics

[Intro] RBE x SOB that's the game bitch [Verse] Big chop when I slide, bitch it's game time Touch the wrong chain, whip the .40 off my waistline Talkin' on the net, get dropped like a Facetime Stop lyin' on the shred, lil' nigga ain't take mine One thing, I never lied on shit nigga Coulda did it I ain't wanna fuck yo' bitch nigga She only want me 'cause a young nigga rich U'll probably want to fuck me 'cause the Forgis on the whip They said we couldn't do it but we mufuckin' did All these bands in my pockets fuck around and blew a crib All these chains on my neck, lil' nigga I'm a lick Nigga out on two bails, so my shooter tote a stick .40 on my hip, lil' nigga I don't rumble Smokin' on this gas, you be smokin' on that tumble Ran off wit' the sack bitch nigga I don't fumble Dumb nigga get popped tryna axe wit' the drum hole Bitch! The drum hole bitch! Fif-fifty of them shots and them shots they be semi Bitch on my dick get her gone off the henny Fuck all they plottin', hatin' ass niggas tryna end me RIP my brother, why a fuck nigga take him? Niggas claim you now, all these fuck niggas fakin' Take a nigga momma hold her ass like it's Taken Glock jammed on me, so I'm slidin' wit' a 'K clip On my mothafuckin' soul bitch I got it out the mud Broke nigga got the nerve, to ask for a dub Only dub a nigga get is 20 shots out these slugs Soft dub, piece on me, lil' bitch I don't hug All my niggas got a bag, so bitch we pullin' funds All my niggas got chops, so bitch we ride wit' guns OMG you niggas fast, like to see you niggas run Better cop a fuckin' strap, stop usin' niggas guns 'Fore I run up on yo ass, use his bitch 'til it's done Slide down, back to back, I ain't takin' niggas ones Big Glock, kick back, damn near break a nigga arms I'm a young wild nigga, might fuck a nigga moms Cruisin' in the candy, might fuck her in the foreign Pedal shift on the whip, hit the gas, I be floorin' G-man on me, check the score, I be scorin' I'ma die, all these drugs to the face, I be pourin' Now a nigga on, tryna act like he know me Nigga claim he real, naw nigga you be phony Niggas they be snakes, man these niggas tryna stall me Strapped in the party, so I'm strapped wit' the .40 Bitch nigga always speakin', nigga come and pop off Broke nigga, penny pincher, worker, you a clock all One shot to your head, blow a nigga top off Strip a nigga down, now he runnin' wit' his socks off Bitch!