Dee Watkins - SoFlo Freestyle lyrics

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Dee Watkins - SoFlo Freestyle lyrics

[Intro] Hey (Ain't know 'bout the streets goin' crazy) Who it is? Lil' Dee Let's go A-A-Ayy [Verse 1] Drugs in my body, I get high to ease the pain I'ma make you cut yo' man off, that ni**a lame Why the fu*k these ni**as keep on starin' at my chain? (Chain) I can't trust nobody and this money is to blame (Yah-yah) Who the fu*k is that? Hoppin' out that all black[?] (Yeah) She keep callin' me, I'm not the type to call back (Back) ni**as ain't have no good intentions, so I fall back (Ayy) Try to rob me, you gon' end up where your dawg at (Bah!) I be steppin' it, [?][0:38] fresh as hell, ain't it I just pulled up to the party, saw your b*tch, she damn near fainted ni**as thought that I was sweet 'cause I be rappin' and I'm famous Put that pussy straight to sleep in body bags, fu*k a blanket Uh, you can't ride wave, ain't no point even tryin' (Tryin') Shawty sеllin' drinks, alright baby I ain't buyin' (Buyin') I know you a thot, why the fu*k she keep on lyin'? (Lyin') Baby girl you trippin', check your shoе you need to tie it [Interlude] Ha, need to tie your shoe, b*tch you be trippin' Ayy, fu*k yo private plane, fu*k yo' pilot I'm the flyest (Fly as hell, sh*t don't make no sense) Ha, uh, ni**a don't get no money, now they pockets on a diet [Verse 2] Ayy, racks can't fit in no wallet Ayy, I get fly as hell by myself, I ain't need no stylist (Uh) You can't find another ni**a like me, girl, be honest (Uh) fu*k her from the back, and I nutted all on her bonnet (Ah) I don't want no IG famous b*tch, I want a trench ho Smokin' runt pack, [?][1:29] ashes on my trench coat You don't even know him, how the fu*k is that your big bro? (Yeah) No you ain't gon' shoot it, what the fu*k you got that stick fo'? (Huh) Steppin' on ni**as in Christian Lou (Ooh) ni**as said he gon' run up on who? Make the news b*tch, I ain't no dummy, you can't play me like no fool I got an old soul, I'm gon' give that boy the blues (Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!) She say she from Florida, shawty got that water I think I adore her, so I'm gon' Dior her (*Cha-ching*) He get out of line, we gon' put that boy in order (Gang) She gon' fu*k the whole gang, we just gon' record her (Gang) [Outro] Aw man, I'm in this b*tch know that I'm trippin' Ha! Uh! Gang!