10/10 Freestyle Lyrics

I really been that man

Hittin that bitch n I bend her friend

Sell out a show I might bend a fan

We seen that boy he got hit n ran

Shoot from the line I go ten for ten

Hop in the chop I might bend a lamb

Makin them bands like I really scam

Spinnin that shit in the whip again

40 on me it don't ever jam

We send that boy up to neverland

Spliffy nigga like I'm dapper dan

Fetch for the money go catch a band

You fetch for the pussy you turnt to a lick

Tellin niggas get the fuck off my dick

Designer my bitch she be rockin some rick

Remember them days gettin high off a nick

Too many bitches I cannot pick

Walk up on me you get hit with a blick

That bitch is dumb if she think imma trick

I'm leavin my faith in a stick

You seein stars cause I make it appear

Niggas see me and they only gon stare

I'm on the rise and I know they aware

Fuckin two besties I make it a pair

They need some help nigga pass em a flare

She look in my face and she know I don't care

The shit I be droppin that shit really rare

Knock out his teeth he gon need him veneers

Gleamer that nigga you know ima glare

My foot on they neck n it's not even fair

Corny nigga took his bitch to the fare

I'm fuckin this hoe put that bitch in the air

Ain't no S on my chest ian savin no hoe

Give em the greenlight you know they on go

Pour up for dump ima pour up some mo

She know what I'm on when she drop me the lo

You throwin four L but don't stick to the code

How many times for them niggas you rode?

I'm just talking my shit I been droppin a load

Empty the clip imma have to reload

Bad bitches on my right and my left

30 ball bitch I just pop me a steph

She givin me throat and she leavin a mess

Speakin on me say that shit with ya chest

Ain't playin checkers I been playin chess

Smokin this backwood I cannot stress

She say the gleamer you do it the best

Nigga you gon get put to the test

Ima put on for my city

Fuck allat love nigga I dont need pity

Yo bitch in the crowd she gon pop her a titty

Bop onnat bitch ima dance like I'm diddy

Bop onnat bitch ima dance like I'm jack

Me and dump we was just smokin a black

Stay on my toes cause I always move tact

I had to go put the team on my back

She callin my phone and I don't even answer

Fake love is sick and that shit really cancer

Shoot at his feet turn that boy to a dancer

Keep me a stick you would think ima lancer

They say i just talk like the prophet

Let's talk about money and profits

He actin too hot imma off it

I'm spending that shit what it's costin?

And I got a hoe up in boston

She said she don't do this too often

She cappin she gave me the brain n I lost it

I'm only chillin scammers and bosses

I'm ten for ten from the line

If I came in ya life you should say it's a sign

Told me lay back and she told me recline

I'm droppin some shit it's gon hit everytime