[Freestyle]

Whats up
These pussy boys can get fucked up
I got ice on my wrist, call it bust-up
Run that fade with yo n***a, get touched up
4 for 4, bitch we be on that come up
So, n***a run up what you tryna do
I hang with them gunnas we sending shots at you wait
Listen, n***a ya swagger suspicious
Get your bitch and go down on your mistress
Why is you talking boy why is you bitchin’
This is your break wait
Plenty of poppers, gon’ pop that choppa
We sell marijuana like fuck the coppas
And I stay with that blade just in case a oppa
Tryna pull up on my block like blocka blocka n***a
Run, n***a I stay with that gun (Uh)
We used to shoot it for fun, now we just shoot it for funds
Ummm puns
I burnt that boy like the sun, [?]
He asked for attention but you gave him none
Yeah, I needa chill, I needa relax
I need calm down before I go relapse
I pop some pills and get lit with my demons
I only have nightmares I do not be dreamin
These n***as actin crazy, my choppa gleamin’
Fuck it pop a bullet in your boy, he steamin
N***a you annoyin, why the fuck you fiening
Bitch what, my goth bitch she like her wrist cut
And also that bitch got a big butt
She says she loves me but shes a slut
And I don’t give a fuck imma rip it up
[?] is in my cup, bad little bitch and she just wanna fuck
Down with the gang, no they can’t switch up
[?]
I am not feeling you, [?] syllable killing you
Fuck it up, run it up, up to a mil or two
Pussy boy had enough, now I am killing you, drillin you, sealin you
You done got touched, dead on the floor n***a you just got bust
Can’t fuck with bitches cause I lost my trust
I don’t wanna talk bitch, I wanna fuck
Smokin this pack, and this shit filled with musk
Whats up
These pussy boys can get fucked up
I got ice on my wrist, call it bust-up
Run that fade with yo n***a, get touched up
4 for 4, bitch we be on that come up
So, n***a run up what you tryna do
I hang with them gunnas we sending shots at you wait
Listen, n***a ya swagger suspicious
Get your bitch and go down on your mistress
Why is you talking boy why is you bitchin’
This is your break wait
Plenty of poppers, gon’ pop that choppa
We sell marijuana like fuck the coppas
And I stay with that blade just in case a oppa
Tryna pull up on my block like blocka blocka n***a