#freestyle Lyrics

What the fuck?

Why do I keep hearing motherfuckers talkin' shit?

I can't keep doing this

Ah

Knock knock, who is that?

Lil' bitch I'm in the back

I ain't smokin' on some boof shit

I'm smokin' on some pack

My cousin in the city, and my brother in Milwaukee

If you tryn' step to me, make you look like Stephen Hawking

I don't know, bitch

This shit off the top

My brother did too much- his chest was hurtin, so he stopped

Why these people tryn' - talk about shit they ain't got?

Why my bro still sellin' crack? He smokin' that shit like it's pot

Hold up

I don't do this shit for nothin

I'm really fuckin

I don't even know I'm fucked up

I'm doing this shit

My boy hold on

Let me talk to you like

Aye, I know they like that

A motherfucker six two, they don't fight back

You ain't like that

Steppin' up, like it's Minecraft

One, two, who is you?

Think we might've met before

I'm the boy that runnin' in yo' house

Not knocking at your door

Told that bitch you need a passport

What I'm on yo' back for?

I'ma teach a motherfuckin lesson

Like a Crash Course

Like how you tryn' crack?

Told me hit it from the front, fuck from the back

I'm at work, bitch I ain't tryna chat

Leave me alone, I'm on smoko, I love The Chats

Henny face, Benny Blanc

Put you in yo' fuckin place

I been on this shit since I'd a jit, but now I'm fuckin' paid

Henny face, that's petty, mate

I ain't tryn' fuckin' wait

What the fuck's the point to life if I can't live to see my fate?

You stupid bitch

Grandma told me go and live yo' life, don't think she choosin' this

Either way I'm finna fuck shit up and that's on Trooper, bitch

Bitches tryna fuck they on some grouper shit

You just a loser bitch, and I ain't finna lose my bitch

Stupid

Fuck is you talkin' about?