Wacky Freestyle Lyrics

Aye, aye, aye, aye

Bitch, bitch, bitch

I Hate You JJ

Bitch I know you see me walking toting shit

Bitch I know you see me walking toting shit

Walk inside the stu and you know I'm finna talk my shit

Bape around my neck so you know I'm finna pop my shit

Gun on my lap don't reach down you ain't gone feel my dick

Brrb

Farted on these pussy niggas

Matter of fact I shit on them

Daddy keep a gun on him

Haha

These pussy niggas my enemies

Want me gone better get at me

Turn that nigga to a centipede

Bitch

Bitch I was behind I scooted up

Want to drive around in a hemi or a Bentley truck

Cartier glasses can't even see a nigga through these buffs

Drive around the city with two fifty's, let that hundred bust

Que really slow, he really dumb he on that short bus

Goofy nigga really think he funny like he Chris tuck

Snitch Nick, man fuck Nick

Fucking with that lame ass nigga you a fucking bitch

Dan gone beat yo ass he don't even need no fucking blick

You a fake ass fan for you I will not take no pick

Little bitch you little bro, swear to God I'm four and o

Little bitch don't throw no fours, saw that nigga and he fucking froze

Bitch I'm in this bitch and I'm talking shit

Broke ass nigga really stunting like he fucking rich

Broke ass nigga really talking all that fucking shit

Blue strip in my pocket, yea like lilo and stitch

I Hate You JJ