New Year Freestyle Lyrics

I'ma let you know,

I'ma ride this bitch

Till the wheels gon' fall off

I'ma let you know

I been workin' day to day

ain't no call-offs

I been kinda sorta feelin' like

J. Cole ain't no fall-off

I bet every hater sit and think

mm-mm, P gon' fall off

I remember duckin' 12,

Hidin' in them bushes like

I was a convict

Every time we see a LED,

We was trippin' like we takin' LSD

I know I'm great at EST,

I get bitches like one, two, and three

Phone been off, that's D&D,

All these hoes worry about me, me, me

Leave, leave, leave,

I already knew love, make believe

Heart's stone cold,

You could call me Steve

Lost too much, but I still can't grieve

Snake ass hoes, that's my pet peeve

I'm too lit like New Year's Eve

Every day a party

Wanna party with me

I don't like Bacardi Moscato on me

I get into it, two years in, and

I'm up bout two-zip

Got what it takes, so you know I use it Use both hands,

So you know I don't lose grip

Got big drip and the gun, got a big clip If I don't like that shit, then hit, skip

Bad bitch, shakin ass, and

I think she strip

Runnin' this shit to the tip-tip-tip

Top of the game, I do it for love,

I don't do it for fame

I do what I want and

I'm makin' a name

When I look around

All I see is the same

A bunch of fake bitches

Not takin' the blame

I load it up, cause I know I got aim

Whole lotta talk and

A whole lotta claims

Whole lotta people love

Sayin' my name

Hate when I rap, man

They think it's a game

People still doubtin me

Think it's a shame

When I cop a chain

They want one the same

They never listen, I try to explain

Really just think that

They wanna complain

You a lil' bitch, so be stayin' in lane

Stay in your lane like a NASCAR

Bout eight different strands

In a glass jar

No COVID, I ask where the mask are Switch flows like the gears in a fast car

Your bitch eat up dick like a snack bar Bet you, pussy

I show you where pads are

I'ma let you know,

I'ma ride this bitch

Till the wheels gon' fall off

I'ma let you know

I been workin' day to day

ain't no call-offs

I been kinda sorta feelin' like

J. Cole ain't no fall-off

I bet every hater sit and think

mm-mm, P gon' fall off