Harry Fraud - Shot Caller Freestyle lyrics

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Harry Fraud - Shot Caller Freestyle lyrics

[Verse 1: OG-B] Son-ning all these n***as got me feeling like they father My bars standing over n***as heads, im like a barber I ain't gotta call her Never been a staller My dick got the b**h running back, Tiki Barber Let me switch the flow up Now its time to roll up Too much kush got me thinking I'mma throw up Now the b**h star struck She love black beans and she wanna see a Starbuck Welcome to my crib, I named it who*es-R-us b**h don't stop...till we all bust Then its time to dip-set b**h where your kids at? Do they know mommy like to get the dick wet That was dis-respect After the b**h jerked, we turned her to a reject Give me my respect, cause I f**ing cheek check Its simply my reflex Gotta send thee text, to ya babymama Talking all that cheap sh** then you won't find her Tick tock bombed her Ate her when the sun went down I Ramadan her Yea the b**h fine bruh [Verse 2: Jae Tha Dodger] She know I'mma baller I'mma shot caller Give that b**h a shot, I'mma D.R. her Dodger is a doctor but p**y get demolition I'mma cut it up, she insist on incision Money is the mission Its hot up in the kitchen Im cookin' up the plan She cook and wash the dishes She wanna be the queen Im the king, Im the coach She play her position If she lying I'mma poach Cool as I approach But if you burning bread Its better known as toast Ghost! Something like Casper n***a im the truth I'mma show you like a actor Never been scared Fears never been a factor Draw and get erased So u better come with back up Theres no coming back up n***as feeling down they just need to get they racks up Stack up Pack up Gone [Verse 3: Rhetorik] Gotta baby mama but a n***a ain't a sponser All I stack is pasta, somethin like lasagna Sorta like nas when I'm lifted off the ganja In the dorm room cookin ramen Listen what I'm rhymin Break your girl hymen When I leave you call, thats what I call perfect timing You and her be vibin I call her to slide in I'm the n***a callin shots and you the n***a drivin (Yeah!) Got your girlfriend in the back with me Windows in the lac tinted Latina broad and her a** rented Not a personal, so don't get offended If I'm in the club, n***a getting b**hes If I'm getting money, bet a n***a spend it If she s**ing dick, bet the b**h finish Her mouth dry, lipstick diminished Light tan bad yellow b**h that stay tryna bone me She wanna s** and f**, so I told that b**h to clone me I told that girl to polish this She my archaeologist I'm the dean of knowledge and I gave that ho a scholarship When it comes to s**ing girl we have a zero tolerance And OG-B and Dodger give yo girl D like a consonant We try to stay positive, ever so provocative And son-ning rap n***as ain't in steam team prerogative b**h