(Intro)
Freestyle 102, n***a!
Ha ha, you know what it is,
I ain't gotta write sh**, n***a!
Real n***as just record, we don’t record
Making sh** up
(Verse)
Y'all n***as writing
That sh** ain't exciting
Don't make me come to your window like lightening
I'll scare you like thunder
sh**, what you n***as claimin that you the sh**
My n***a, well I'll just plunge ya
Fake n***as among you,
I'm about to cup a Bentley by next summer!
Excuse me, I cup the Bentley in my ‘08 summer
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n***a, ridin round in the Hummer ngga
Feeling like a soldier, n***a
Shouts that to all my n***as
Still up in that, know you n***a
Free BG, free my n***a Turk
Turk already out
We did a song, he put in that work
Shout out to Mystical, we leave them n***as in critical
When had yo mammy at the funeral, looking pitiful!
I'm so on some grimmy sh**
I'm on some gangsta sh**
I'm on some pull up the knife and come to deliver straight up sink your ship
It's like I got edema
Ever since I was a senior
On any given Sunday, feeling like I'm really demon!
b**h, I'm about to do my thing
My n***as in the bank
I send them nothing but kites and when they come home
I send them n***as private flights
I take your girl out to public and give her the proverb, right
sh** it’s a private night
You can't hide it, right?
See when you break out!
Shout out to the bloggers, all media take out
Get up off my dick, trying to say I'm engaged
And I got my a** whipped, n***a
You're about to get me enraged
I come straight to your alphas, run up on your bosses
f** the coroner, bring the gravediggers in coffins
Very often
I hear you catching slugs
Like your name was Steve Lodging!
See, you see hawks like you was from Atlanta
But no Seattle, we could battle!
You claim that you are hurt, and n***a where you cattle
f** your Shepard, I ran after your a** like a leopard
You n***a's amateurs, call Kiki Shepard
Ah you’ll see us when we squeeze weapons
Call my n***a stunner, that's my uncle
n***a, yes we will poke ya n***a
Slam dunk ya n***a like we Visco
Shouts shot to my lil brother, n***a Dr. Carter
Make your b**h come harder, n***a
When she give me brains, I feel smarter, n***a
When it's beef time, y'all n***as be praying that the coppers will come
Me and my n***as swing by with them coppers, with drums
See, we pop at your son if you think it's a game
Me and my n***as don't give a f**,
We spend a bit in that range
Yall n***as talking about yall some shakers
I can make you peace out, a salam alekum
What a f** you're trying to do?
You came and you're a m**m
Me I got do it mommy boy, yeah, I'm hustling
All I do is spit these lyrics, n***a,
Leave you in the spirit, n***a
What are you talking about me and my n***as never fear it, n***a
It's no hard, n***a!
f** it if a n***a blow the whistle
I blast a gun, it's no start, n***a!
False start, n***a!
We don't play by the rules
You're f**ing wrong,
We come like handymans we play with the tools
I'm candy man! Say my name like three times and I'll appear
With an old gangsta b**h like Pam Greer
Stunner man, I heard these n***as think it's a game
They whip game, couldn't even f** with my kick gamers
It’s YMCMB, rich game, n***a
It’s YMCMB, rich game, n***a
Ya hear me? Like yea yea
Honey Cocaine, wuddup baby?
Freestyle 102