Kablamo Freestyle Lyrics

It's that new P Manuel on your fuckin' radio, bitch

Pedro manuel, baby, what the fuck

It's that new body, new clothes, new figure

I might be lightskin, but I still be that nigga

I got a bag with a gat in it, white boy trigger

I swear to god, these schoolboys don't know who the fuck's a killer

Nigga look at me like, who the fuck is you

I just came back to the crib, now I'm here, what's to do?

Nothin' for me, so I rap not to be inside a loop

Now these shorties wanna pull up and be in my fruit of loom

I didn't know all this music, shit would come with benefits

All this money, all this fame, ain't got time to cherish it

All this henny in my pain, in my cup is cherry red

I ain't got a clue what they put in my drink, I'm feelin' it

Get me somethin' stronger so I can wake up and feel like shit

Then I hop into the mic and tell these niggas I'm the shit

These are the bars for the cheap, I just be rollin' my weed

Nobody fuckin' with me, I just be antisocial, just drinkin' my tea

What be on the tv? Oh yeah, right, that be me

Got viral off a meme, college wanna call me up

Seein' my house be floatin' like up, now they really wanna see what's up

Fuck college, that's really what's up

I ain't learn much besides the hustle

Fake-ass bitches ain't nothin'

Fake-ass bitches be callin' me

Seein' like, damn, you up now

Seein' ain't what the fuck now

Seein' what the fuck is good now

Niggas don't know I'm hood now

Niggas ain't read a book now, like that's tragic

Get your mind up, nigga

Get your funds up, boy

Oh, get in the hummer, boy

That's what I had to do

That's what we gotta do

Livin' this life, you see my life on hdmi, who am I?

Pedro manuel, he on go

The goat, I go to the corner store

I get me halal, please no goat

Cause that's cannibalism

My hannibal linguistics

These meds feel prescription

I'm feelin' fine, terrific

But who the fuck is you?

All this off the top, like who the fuck is doin' this to me

I feel possessed, this shit voodoo to me

I guess I'm fuckin' pleasing every bitch I see

When they look at me like, awooga

They look at me like lunch when I'm out to dinner with them

They look at me like fun, like I'm dahmer's next victim

Truly yours, I'd kill the pussy if it's truly yours

But I wanna kill the beat and make it my whore

I've been trapped so long, like where's the fuckin' door

I feel fuckin' sad, I feel so fuckin' angry

That I left y'all without a father, what a bad parent

It's clear, it's so apparent that y'all don't fuck with me

But then wanna fuck with me to fuck with me

Who's fuckin' with me?

If you truly givin' the love, then come fuck me, bitch

If you truly my fuckin' shooter then come shoot me, bitch

That's the sound of the police

They responded to my 5k shit, that's a kill streak

I don't fuck with y'all anymore like a bad ex

But I keep comin' back to that shit like I just want sex

I done a lot of shitty things, but I cannot regret

Cause that's what done made me, I know y'all gettin' real upset

Like, damn, he lost that weight, what the fuck is next?

That's depression baby, I ain't afraid to show my colors

You know this young man ain't afraid to tell a girl he loves her

I'm juggling texts with exes, they both tryin' to fuck him

But they ain't tryin' to do a threesome without the covers

I'll convince em' eventually, you know I'm crazy baby

Scorsese with the music, come on, baby, make a movie

This music got me hacking, feelin' like I'm call of duty

I wonder where the music take me, feelin' bad and bougie

But for now, my homies know I'ma stay a while

Motherfuckers want beef, but don't know where my hometown

I got a grip on your neck and they feelin' it not even a fuckin' sound

Fuck ya'll motherfuckers if you ain't feelin' it

Yeah, I done changed now, yeah

Yeah, I done changed now, yeah

Yeah, I done changed now, yeah