Warm Up (Freestyle)
Lyrics
Ayee
Yea
Yo, this shit, yo this shit so crazy, man
Ayee, yo Speig, this shit crazy
Look
Look
Like fuck it, I'm getting better
Still popping my pills, etc. etc
Still drowning in pussy, that shit be wetter
I ain't got time to deal all with the pressure
Still get it for my mama off the chop
Had the cocaine hand, had the choppers on the block
Nigga got the keys, and I even ain't got the lot huh
I pulled this shit out, packed it up into stock, uh
Uh
Me getting viral off a tiktok
Look it at how my wrist flip, man, man my wrist flop
Uh
In a big ol Benjamin, sitting on my wrist again, fucking with her friends again, killing with My clique again
Uh
Fucking in this shit, nobody's innocent
Fucking in this shit, this shit is intimate
Fuck you niggas know, you niggas venemous
I don't like your aura, man that shit disgusting
If you got nothing to say, don't talk for discussion, I mean, I'm busting on any nigga, who say they fronting, man I gotchu
Let the beat breathe
Had to let the beat breathe, and pack it on tax
These niggas still popping off four racks
My homie Speig really got the heat, outsiduh on the sample, flipped it and my nigga got the jack, woah
Jaccpot
Nigga flex, huh?
Had to fucking kill it in my black slides
Nikes all on me, me so horny
Fucking this bitch til like 6 in the morning
Homephone, no phony
Man, these bitches think, think I'm home alone in, Makalary Culkin
Uh
And I swear I'm getting better, nigga
Winter feels to sweat a nigga
Popping for the rever, nigga
You should go to church like a reverend, nigga
Uh
And I swear this mine
Fucking with my bros like this our time, this is hype nigga
Ohh this shit crazy
Look
Uh
This shit is
This shit is crazy tho
This shit is crazy tho
Nananananana
Ayee
Yea
Yo, this shit, yo this shit so crazy, man
Ayee, yo Speig, this shit crazy
Look
Look
Like fuck it, I'm getting better
Still popping my pills, etc. etc
Still drowning in pussy, that shit be wetter
I ain't got time to deal all with the pressure
Still get it for my mama off the chop
Had the cocaine hand, had the choppers on the block
Nigga got the keys, and I even ain't got the lot huh
I pulled this shit out, packed it up into stock, uh
Uh
Me getting viral off a tiktok
Look it at how my wrist flip, man, man my wrist flop
Uh
In a big ol Benjamin, sitting on my wrist again, fucking with her friends again, killing with My clique again
Uh
Fucking in this shit, nobody's innocent
Fucking in this shit, this shit is intimate
Fuck you niggas know, you niggas venemous
I don't like your aura, man that shit disgusting
If you got nothing to say, don't talk for discussion, I mean, I'm busting on any nigga, who say they fronting, man I gotchu
Let the beat breathe
Had to let the beat breathe, and pack it on tax
These niggas still popping off four racks
My homie Speig really got the heat, outsiduh on the sample, flipped it and my nigga got the jack, woah
Jaccpot
Nigga flex, huh?
Had to fucking kill it in my black slides
Nikes all on me, me so horny
Fucking this bitch til like 6 in the morning
Homephone, no phony
Man, these bitches think, think I'm home alone in, Makalary Culkin
Uh
And I swear I'm getting better, nigga
Winter feels to sweat a nigga
Popping for the rever, nigga
You should go to church like a reverend, nigga
Uh
And I swear this mine
Fucking with my bros like this our time, this is hype nigga
Ohh this shit crazy
Look
Uh
This shit is
This shit is crazy tho
This shit is crazy tho
Nananananana
Writer(s): Tavares Scott, Wayne Gillespie
Copyright(s): Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
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