Jingle Bells Freestyle Lyrics

Haha, oh yeah

This that shit that they ain't ready for

Haha, 7.30 in the mornin

Big domain flow, man

Whole lotta, whole lotta

Yeah

Y'all talk about a whole lotta shit, y'all not about uh

Young Roz, bitch

Look, woah

Ring the bells, make it jingle, lil' nigga

I'm a star, see the way my shit twinkle, lil' nigga

Need a double in this bitch, I ain't single, lil' nigga

Make it pop, pop, pop, like my finger on the trigger, woo

Yeah, I know this shit was meant to be

I pull up in this motherfucker, walk around like Himothy

Every bitch I meet, tell her friend, yeah, give him a key

When she fall asleep, know the next, fall up on her knees

I put on a beat, make it cum, skeet, skeet, skeet

I'ma send her back where she from, the street, streets, streets

She bend down her back on my thumb, beep, beep, beep

I be in her dreams when she catchin' ZZZs

Yeah, look, this off the top, lil' nigga

I'm a G, so I'm in her G spot, lil' nigga

Like corn, I'ma pop in a major wave

I make porn with her wap, put it in the grave

I got that ice cream on me, call me Young Froze Roz

You don't know what I knows

Keep a bitch up on her toes

Make her shower with this rain when she takin' off her clothes

She got the mani and the pedi, put a diamond on her toes

Every day, we cling the glass like I'm motherfuckin' Toast

Bitch, I'm hot and I'm breaded like some motherfuckin' Toast

I know you thought, nah forget it now she fuckin' with Young Roz

I'm on the top and I'm winnin', yeah, you know how this shit go, whoa

I don't know what done got into me

I pray to God I don't run into an enemy

I got a demon mode-ass nigga to the left of me

And he gon' have to teach you a lesson, no lecturing

I be in the section where the motherfuckin' goons post up

And they gon' pop a damn balloon if anything blow up

And my niggas show out every time we show up

Put the chrome to the heart, make that bitch glow up, ah

Know I got that damn designer on me

Put that water on my neck, got an island on me

I'm a lion in the jungle, bitch, I'm wild and I'm humble

Two badass bitches call that shit double trouble

Flip bags till I'm rich, that's the opposite of fumble

I get dough by the dozens, just the way my cookie crumble

I'm a motherfucker, tell them they could suck a nut up

If you ain't talkin' bout a bag, you can shut the fuck up

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