Taz Taylor - Young $tunna Freestyle lyrics

[Verse 1: Young Ali] I'm getting higher than a coach seat I'm in the coach seat Lifted Minds the team I'm never sipping coffee but i get a lot of cream I fell in love with the game but she never got a ring Vivid dreams of selling out arenas I keep that pistol on me, The wizard, Gilbert Arenas Murder every rapper, i'm k**ing, I gotta clean up Blood all on the ceiling, the villian, you better team up I'm zipping up my jeans f** em' all I got a b**h who never seen a lion head on the wall Money spread across the floor That's just in case i slip and fall And i never blocked your number just in case you wanna call But it's not like i'm going to answer I just need that satisfaction She said I love you to d**h i call that sh** fatal attraction f** you with a pa**ion Baby making practice I swear that i'm gone need it for that day i get with Ashley Call that wishful thinking Free my n***as, Abe Lincoln Diamonds dripping wet, they like damn who let the sink in I'm about to get it Kraken, no sea men Let it sink in They can't predict the flows i'm bi-polar with what i'm thinking Prada Promises I'm on my drama sh** Chopped it up with Fitz, I asked him who he went to London with n***as want the beef i just make sure i bring the condiments Motherf** your compliments, I boost my own confidence 500 horses, on my country sh** You think you f**ing with me boy you dead wrong Model chick her a** soft but her head strong I been trying to run the game like my legs long The operation on the low until the fed's gone Keep it hush hush, Every crack sealed See we run the pack You get your pack k**ed Aye, Yo i got so many bars i need a soap deal Baby show me how that throat feel, forreal New b**hes every season switching up the roster Shrimp and Steak, Alfredo pasta You should learn to hold your tongue boy that sh** will cost you Dancing with the wolves, Kevin Costner But as for me i'm steady mixing up this potion Smokin' Ashin' Kutcher, I might need some lotion Hit so many licks i had to give em' one to grow with Sipping on that moet, bet it leave her soaking Yo, live fast i'm on a crash course Run up on you like that new Atlanta task force Catch me lampin' on the beach i'm probably out your reach Living like the rich and famous call up robin leach When she get home she smoke a blunt and do a little yoga Hop in the shower when you finished you should call me over No red rover, Rosa Acosta I got her back against the wall she make the perfect poster Every verse i bring the heat i'm like a human toaster I heard them n***as tryna sleep i think they finally woke up But how the f** they talking down? I'm in the presidential suite court side seats i'm sitting next to Leno Trapping out the rental In and out of traffic Dee got that rock like heavy metal but his gun is plastic And my b**h the baddest Louie on the baggage Stacking money habits You should stick to rapping I got a b**h who'll lick you up before she stick you up Where my money, where my mula boy the jig is up! Unh, they screaming put me in the game coach! Unh, them n***as hacking in the lane coach! Catch a couple bow's Throw that dough like Brett Farve catch a couple loaves Make her touch her toe's Make her arch her back I know she got a man, she say that n***a wack Get that n***a wacked, get that n***a wacked If he talking crazy This that five star flow but i'm not signed to Baby I won't step foot inside that club unless them n***as pay me My woman k**ing all these hoes she leave em' on the pavement Oh So f**ing Wavy! Young Stunna