2014 freestyle

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[Intro] Pharoah, baby Let's get it, ooh [Verse 1] We don't mess with these lames We'll be flying like Haitian All my boys hungry We just dying to taste it We don't play no game Don't accept new faces You got a problem with that? Your lifeline is as short as shoelaces I'm covering basics, we got Mask on our faces, cash money waste Get the Cupid in her eyes, way Cupid will lace it Face it, your whole rap style so basic Buy me for a feature, take your verse and replace it Dark knight when they see me Yeah, they got me on the team Looking for the problem And the problem it was me Got around a hunnid goons That'll drop you to your sleep Tell him you was talking, he gon' pop you like a spring I could tell the money talk 'cause I'm always speaking Got a couple niggas said I wasn't hot, so now I'm steaming Came up, it's impossible to stop them all from fiendin' So, I'm bathin' in the money, thinkin' I'm all that like Kenan Y'all ain't got no meaning, you not repre-teasing No armies is freezing, no armies is trees You fall back, I'm leaning You niggas can't see me Like this is the season [Bridge] You get payed a lot, but I get paid more Get your clothes in K-Mart I'm getting money 'fore the day start O-B-E-Y, get ready for the Trademark, Trademark Ready for the Trademark Get ready for the Trademark I'm getting money 'fore the day start O-B-E-Y, get ready for the Trademark [Verse 2] Get 'em, I got 'em Go and trip and I holler Smacked 'em in they back Click-clack could confirm this pass for a sack So, you know for a fact I'm affiliated with Apple So I gotta keep a Mac Rolls Royce, that Rolls Royce Your whole team make no noise That .9 poke your stomach boy No laughing either no jokes boy, uh But it's cool, your girl don't wanna talk She don't like to pick and choose So you came here with your clique poppin' bottles in the VIP But I ain't ever seen a VIP that was full of all dudes, hmm But that's enough for you I like a light skin girl with a lot of tattoos And she gotta be thick with the big ol' hips Put some honey on her chest when I Winnie that Pooh And yes, I'm a dog nigga, kinda like Snoop So yeah, I'm a lion, so, homie why you lying? And I did research and I heard conversations about your crew You ain't really that cool [Outro] Turn down for what? Nigga Turn down for what? Uh Get 'em
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- Trippie Redd