special freestyle

bitch u cant pop a pill n get high like me
double c das on my body cant get fly like me
yeah u fucking round wit all these other guys i see
lil shorty said she leavin yea its fine by me
lil bitch i aint got no paper tag
expensive lease expensive jag 
i was up in second street jus coppin shi poppin tags
off dat shi i pop a tab
wtf im trippin bad
nigga turnin my shi down i fuck around and run it back
this a shoutout to my gang
no this a shoutout to my fam
me my bruddas so locked in we damn near share a second name
oh thats ur bitch she  give me brain
yea dese nga wanna ride my wave
bitch its too much racks
no i cannot fake i never change
i cant believe u did me dat dirty
sippin da sprite shi be so dirty
my brudda he stuck he offa perc30
ya im sippin dis wok i walk wit da 30
bitch keep playing wit my time u gon miss me 
no i cannot waste no time i jus gotta count these 50s
i feel like billy gates cuz i gotta count these hunnids
bitch im wit my ex we pop a x we gettin litty
nigga dont get up in my zone i be trippin\
all these ngas talkin down guarantee we gon get em
if my shooter shoot, guarantee he wont miss em
if ya man a opp can guarantee he go missing
lil bitch u cant pop a pill n get high like me
yh ik all of dese ngas tryn get fly like me
the bitches comin back it aint no guys like me
lil shorty said she leavin yea its fine by me

fine by me

what u wanna do?
when dat gen 5 point at u
ya da traphouse it stay boolin
yea yo bitch gon be there too
i got hella glocks
bitch my clip it came extended
my twin pass me the rock
ima shoot it like im steph
no i cant get mad
i pop too much x
lil bitch how could i b mad if i got sm to flex
okay fuck that shi u talking
no i aint jackin that
this bitch so annoying 
my phone buzzing like a gnat 
shawty i got paranoia
i cant trust u off the bat
shawty i cant give my all to u 
u cant catch me doin that

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and my finger on the trigger too
niggas laughin yea its cool
is shit gon be funny when that choppa come n sing to u?
like is u thinkin lil dude?
lil boy use that head you'll lose it too
yo bitch tryna get me out my bb ima make a move
n i keep the trap jumpin
just keep dropping boy you onto nothing
boy im onto something
i jus keep flexing tell them keep it coming
drop them racks my vvs bussin
bitch im geeked i pour that tussion
bitch im geeked up pour tht tussion
bitch im geeked up pour that tussion 
oh thats ya bitch then ya bitch is still fuckin 
dont run up on me lil boy cuz im buggin
dont run up on me lil boy cuz im clutchin
codeine w the percs yea it mix in my stomach
on top of dat i got pack n im smokin
back in da trap n da gang havin motion
2 many fuck niggas pull up n smoke em
baby get wet she get wet to the vocal
why is u talking idek u
u parasocial yea dat shit is annoying
parasocial yea dat shi is annoying
parasocial yea dat shi is annoying

nga im geeked no u cant come annoy me
u in the street n yo ass is a goner 
send out my shooters them ngas deployin
hop out w sticks a nga in a foreign
i could switch up the shit lil nga watchu talkin bout
extended my clip so my bullets aint runnin out
ngas cant read me dk what im thinkin bout 
im from the trenches but im bouta make it out
used to keep friends but niggas be fakin now
smokin on trees got 10 diff flavors yea
addicted to cheese i gotta get paper ya
yo shorty love when i talk to her crazy ya

WYWD??

walk in the party yk we swaggin out
bitch n we laggin out
i got gen 5 glock gon handle u 
get in the club btc i move like animal
yo bitch love wehn im off da drugs
she want a hood nigga sticks n ammo too
boy keep talkin like fuck is u tlakin to
boy keep talkin u gon meet the shotty
too many racks n now flexin a hobby
oh thats yo shawty yo thot on my body
how in the fuck is u mad lil niga
when its njot my fault that yo bitch tryna top me
bitch i get back on the track n im spazzin
u runnin track n we waiting for action
im off the xan n im robbin the plugh
its not my fault if im catchin u lackin

its not my fault if im catchin u lackin
when i get in boy dont run out the back
he keep talkin get turned to a pack
n bitch i got pack u could see in my lap
used to be broke now im touchin them bandz
bitches be buggin n fuckin they friends
had to tell max to pour up in the truc like gimme da cup put ts in my hand

bitches wan party w cups in they hand
shit im abt it dis music for them
college girl dont go to work that bitch get to twerkin
goin berserk for the man
niga u bitch is a flirt 
she throw in a circle
tellin her do it again
all of these birds they be chirpin
do it on purpose 
tryna get in my pants

walk in the party yk we swaggin out
bitch n we laggin out
i got gen 5 glock gon handle u 
get in the club btc i move like animal
yo bitch love wehn im off da drugs
she want a hood nigga sticks n ammo too
boy keep talkin like fuck is u tlakin to
boy keep talkin u gon meet the shotty

SHOTTIE!

pop x im geeked 
pop some x im geeked 
fucked up this my season
ts up to me
les go jump inna pool
fuc it les go speedin
we gon jumpout flexin
molly molly molly in my stomach jaw be clenchin
we get off that x
put em to sleep like bed
put da bands on his head
lets go slide inna scat
fuck im driftin
so sad stealin the drip
why yo clique tryn match my fit
ion put my trust in bitches
all these bitches do is switch
love yourself hit different
only i could see my vision
im geeked
pop 2 percs im geeked
fuck nigga this my szn
dis shit up to me 
lets go jump in the track
fuck it lets go speeding
pills everyday of the week
cant save that shi for the weekend
lets go smoke some reef
shi fucked up my eyes like i cant see
i get back
i get back they thought they was gon slide for free
all the hoes gon listen to me yeah they know i got the cheese
ten bands on my tee 
feel like timmy turner way i wish that shit it come to me
get up out the stu they be like damn u made another one
yea u kno it
be up off that dope yea i jus keep on rollin potent
moshpit at the show cant even say how dumb we goin
u cant blame a whore 
yea a hoe jus gon stay hoein
nigga i would know
i had da hoes before the dough in
hell yea nigga this some different swag u lucky if i show u 
niggas aint even gettin cash
aint gettin geeked like me tho
im geeked
pop 2 percs im geeked
fuck nga dis my szn 
dis shi up to me 
lets go jump inna track
fuck it lets go speedin
me n my twin gon jumpout
we gon get to squeezin

jumpout prod highsoulja

fuck nga play he get put on a shirt
got a glock in my pocket be putting in work
we sending shots when we spinnin ya block better get out the way or get put in the dirt
niggas get bucked jus for running they mouth 
better watch what u say me n gang be alert
who want the smoke we gon see what u bout
stay in the field nigga feel like im hurts 
popped out that nigga he leakin the jelly
shot at that nigga we hit in his belly
ready for war nigga keep me a semi
dont play wit ur life send a hit like im melly
bop all these niggas i shoot w no hesi
when i make moves inna field it get messy
been comin up now they see that im somethin
im always on go better pray u dont test me

came from the mud n built up from the ground
too many fake ngas comin around
i got a glock 23 on my hip nga run up on me then he hearin the sound
i had to switch up the mf whip had the brick on the pedal was pressin it down
i heard these niggas oppressin me now 
been at the top know i never come down
fuck nigga play then im pressin the button 
im off the lean yea ready to tussle
came from the mud yea i been thru the struggle
now i be packin the racks in a duffel
hoes stay calling me when they in trouble
bitch, im somewhere rollin up 
count up the racks yea i total it up
fiftys stay pink like a drink in my cup

bowbowbow feat. trench (oskvr)

iron man (georgie)

fullspeed (xinseh)

brownie (georgie)

shotty! (fexxy)

freestyle (ezzie)

see me gone (lickety)

goin next (3pharaohs)

tattoo (okjml)

jumpout (highsoulja)

holiday (februxry)

dick out your mouth (byttt)

eye candy

keep your eyes open

truth or dare

touch the bucks

cuban (prod me nca)

forgive, but never forget prod luvwillow

thats tuff

bass drop (snorkatje)

i done ran up dat bag les go
ok its designer head to toe
lil pill in my body im slo
lil pill in my body im frozen
im on her body like lotion
dese boys ain get dat motion
prada my bag dk what dat shi holdin
pop a lil xan to da face got me rollin
demons inside of my head takin over
rocks on my watch that shi like boulder 
12 on my ass try to tell me pull over
top shelf shi what im smokin
im boutta crash like kobe
lame ah nga aint send me that open
i pull up semi auto den i fold em
i pull up steppin out i feel so fly
im slimey i think its time to get high
designer bitch n she rockin all white
i pour lines of mud inside of dat sprite
diamonds shine on my wrist n dey bright
she cryin to me i could never do right
im noddin off in  da booth im fried
triple s sneaks les step outside
dis lil srt when i ride
yes im poppin dat bean lil shawty
damn dat perc gon sneak up on me
yo bitch want my jeans up off me
im sorry im geeked lil homie
but yo shawty was teethin on me
mud, im sippin that paint like a zombie
brodie want smoke w da gang, no problem
bitch nigga talkin im runnin dat wallet
im seein none but profit
lame ah nga wan cap say stop it
im onna perc i move like a sloth
ima jus jump onnat rocket
they cant catch me im takin off
damn i aint fakin nun
srt im racin off
i cant fw no fakin bitch
i made it now dey change up

profit prod iscareu winterfurboots

i pour up that deuce take a sip w me
nga walkin round lookin like a lick uh
they be bitin my shit like a tick uh
im so sick of that shi hadda get gone
i step out of da crib w dat fit on
yea dey talk down to me i might kill em
that hi tech put my head to my pillow
that hi tech lean wit dat-
im onna pill
im onna pill
plug try to tax me im like wth
cops on my ass im runnin fr
brodi off x i told em to chill
ran up dat bag lil bitch i been in it
i pop dat tab on my tongue now im trippin
dey go out bad
ion get it
dis ho attackin
my denim
i was like dam lil shawty u buggin
rock out dat show
whole croud jumpin
pussy not talm bout nun
i bought dat shroom pack, pop w my brudda
lean sit- lean sittin up in my stomach
dream bout rackx in my pocket
losin my mind i think im psychotic
i put dat iron on ngas for talkin
u think im kinda nice but im not
dat bx keep cryn to me told her shut it
ion got time for dis wtf
bitch im fly like dat pilot im gon up
i been on fye js like da sun
my ngas grindin gett dat money
we been outside smokin exotic
we been outside smokin exotic
hit up pluh for da pack jus bought it
hit my twin tell em smoke up w me
all dese bx wan go out w me
tella bx slow down ya get of my dick
i took 2 pill to the face im lit
im drankin dusse w bad bitty
i ain eat shi but shrooms 
i feel real skinny
wake up in the mornin but im feel like shi
she tex my phone i might fuk onnat bx
i kiss da pole im in luv w dat switch
ya
i ball like jordan 
my bro scottie pip
we catch the play might score dat tris
bitch ahh nga wan smoke we could get it in
i ain trppin up pole issa new gen
ya
n my bro up like 2 heads
dumb nga got popped like 2 tens

pill prod @zatru

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