FREESTYLE 7 Lyrics

And my wrist wetter than a bitch, and my wrist wetter than a bitch

Ain't got no sweater in this bitch, ain't got no sweater in this bitch

That fit is tough like cold as shit, yea' that fit is tough, cold as shit

I'm talkin' topics with the rich, I'm talkin' topics with the rich

They understandin' what I spit, yea'

They understandin' if I'm

I might just start my own religion

Ain't got no care in the world

I need every mah fuckin' prayer in the world

Nah I ain't cappn' when I cherish my girl

Nah I ain't cappn' if I cherish my girl

I'm on my shit bitch, my shit, bitch

I got your bitch on my hit list

I show my rocks off, I wrist twist

I'm talkin' call of duty wrist twist

I turn my back on you for one second, you do me dirt

I can barely keep up with myself, barely keep up with my mental health

I think I'm sick, I think I'm dyin'

I think I'm sick, I think I'm dyin'

You can see I'm tryin'

I ain't care about the designer, I don't care that my jeans are NUMBER (N)INE

That's the least of my worries, I'm on the come up

Thought you a big dog, boy, you're just a lil' runner

They gon' be screamin' out my name all through the summer

Big whip, this shit be stick shift

She got her big lips on my dipstick

She ah' lil boring hoe, must be from Ipswich

If she gon' be a brat, I'ma be a misfit

Check my bank account, we takin' different routes

Thought you was Rooty Hill, oh you from Mounty now

These racks I'm countin' up, the time I'm countin' down

Yea I'm fighting myself, this shit just me, and me

Tryn' be better than my daddy, be the greatest I can be

I ain't always rock that shit, I had them stains up on my tee

Said he grew up in the field, but he was never with no team

Grew up in the field, but I ain't seen you rockin' cleats

Claim you did em' dirty, must be talkin' about some jeans

Lay off that shit, lil' boy, stop takin' beans

My Initials VVS and I'm gon' bling