SSB Freestyle ft. Nelo G Lyrics

BandzOverBullshit nigga

Aye BandBullyz in this bitch nigga aye

Feeling like I hit the road in these Balenciagas

Finna spend a few dollars need more Farogamo

Getting becky in Guiseppie's nigga what's the problem

Two bitches running laps call em Dolce Gabanna

Feeling gucci in this Louie Louie flipping packs

Niggas know that they in trouble if we go back to back

Talking crazy bout my brother I ain't playing that

Try to play me or my brother ain't no pay in that

Matter fact they be telling where the gang be at

Been that nigga I ain't the only one that's saying that

Been them niggas we the ones they throw they coochies at

She say that nigga hit it wrong he made the coochie sad

I put the doonies in time out I am the coochie dad

Niggas mad cause I'm having shit they didn't have

Hit it from the back like I'm giving bitches whiplash

Count a lil cash while I'm feeling on yo bitch ass

Spent 350 on Moncleezy man that shit was easy

A lot of niggas wanna be me they a never see it

A lot of bitches wanna fuck me they can't even touch me

Cause I ain't got time for these bitches unless it's bout some money

We ain't fucking unless it's bout a bag

Shorty wanna sex I wanna go buy a cat

Baby gimme checks then we can talk about Saks

And I ain't scared to make a bitch take a bag back

You can call it what you want I am not buying

Niggas playing with my life finna start dying

She said she feel it in her stomach she ain't lying though

Too many days without this dick a leave her crying though

Have her hurting might've did the shit on purpose

Was it worth it I guess that it was kinda worth it

Niggas talking out they neck like we tearjerking

We ain't talking to the feds but they know the fiends heard it

Yeah I'm funny but I'm known to leave yo feelings hurting

Ain't no nigga fucking with me and that's just for certain

I got yo bitch up in the telly finna close the curtains

She like fucking with a nigga I'm a different person

I like fucking with yo bitch cause she bring me purses

And I'm still a hood nigga let's go stop at church's

We in Chicago lil bitch let's go get some Harold's

Feel like Lonzo in the city I'm pushing the maro

And I'm slicing in the beamer you think it's a steamer

She said I fucked her so good she ain't want me to leave her

Jeeper's Creepers out the cut and I fuck around bleed em

Leatherface up in this bitch if I catch em I leak em

Feel like Jason in this bitch when I pop up no speaking

Got her screaming in this bitch she gossiping tweaking

Bitches steady running they mouth always something to say

I might let her talk her shit she got something to pay

She better come through with them racks or she know I'm leaving

He better come through with them packs or it's ass I'm beating

I ain't playing with these niggas and they know that

B.O.B. been them niggas bitch and before that

Aye aye