DeWalt Freestyle Lyrics

Just gonna do what I do man

Don't…don't worry about none of that extra shit.

Mr. Fritz…

Iluhdis…

Yo

Goat talk, yeah I been one/

Toast spark for the income/

Chopsticks for the dim sum/

Seen ya last check that's a dim sum/

With the coldest raps/

Mr. Fritz had been known to snap/

While you tryna buy coats off racks, my niggas wanna buy up cul-de-sacs/

Mattapan I was born and raised, I remember days we had roaches, rats/

Had to cope with that/

Got heat where the stove was at/

From a city where the soldiers at/

Know some bitches wanna get me like I owe them cash/

You get a whip, you get a whip, you get a whip/

Got em thinking that I got Oprah's stash/

Never chilling with those cobras, them gonna have five oh's come and open bags/

Like, where the holsters at?/

Find none, then I roast his ass/

Swine come then I ghost his ass/

Headshots, then I'll leave em where the vultures at/

Little niggas can't ball like this goddamn

Somebody should've coached his ass/

Heard ya catalog and I gotta say, on dogs

Everything that you wrote was trash/

You could quote this, facts/

Get a job filling grocery bags!/

Street dreams like I'm oh three fab/

Understand that you are fucking with an OG fam/

Gang green but a Kobe fan/

Now and forever nigga

These niggas standing on too much business man…