I Like Fine Shit, I Like Freaks Lyrics

Roll Another wood Im Geeked..

I like fine shit, I like freaks

She keep calling my phone, she tweakin

I'ma walk this bitch for no damn reason

Niggas lame and fake, I peep it

All that fake love, you can keep it

Blunt too fat I got it chief it

My brudda crossed me like Kyrie ,tryna Hella Racks In My Jeans

If Da Bih bad , I'ma get a Celine

Yo bitch like how I walk on these beats

Ain't nobody harder than me

My brudda got a Glock 19

He said dat bih came with a beam

My heart too cold, I can't show no love

I don't know what the fuck that mean

I can't sign no deal

Unless they comin' with some M's

Zaza blunt, hit too hard

I swear to the motherfucker, trim him

I can't lie, I like fine shit

I prefer my bitches slim

Dark skin, light skin, I promise it

Don't even matter, I'm tryna get in it

feeling like thuggin', I'm runnin' up digits

Every day on my grind, tryna get it

is you ridin' with a nigga?, let me know if you with it

Hop in the booth and I tell em, let's get it

Fine shit, calling my phone, she with it

She said she gon' leave me alone, I ain't trippin

When I get rich, buy my mama a Bentley

Feel like James Harden , step back and I hit it

Yeah, riding round da city with some P's

We all in the black truck

Antisocial, I done really kick it

With niggas hell nahh you cannot get a Dap Up

Stay in the booth, yeah, I be in my zone

in this bitch, every day, I ain't tryna go home

Bad lil' bitch tryna fuck you, she like my cologne

I fuckin' and send her ass home

3.5 in my blunt, I'm chokin

My brother, he call me, he tell me I'm chosen

He said it don't matter, just keep on goin

Hop in these beats, just keep on flowing

sometimes I been trippin', I don't know what I'm doin

I feel underrated, they know that I'm one of the ones

Hop in these beats and I walk it like Nun

Yeah, yeah, come on