Freestyle ft. SwipeLaFlare Lyrics

Hahha

Cash

Yeah Ayeeeeeee

Man who that bruh

Hahha

Man y'all got to chill

Though yeah yeah

I got the bag in now I'm lit

Christian Dior I got the drip

Flex on yo hoe I might

Flex on yo bitch

You fooling yourself I gotta trick

Walk down kick down shit like a dojo

I gotta skate state farm jake

We at the ruth chris eating on steak

I got a plan yeah dinner date

I get this shit like geico

I'm about this shit

You got the shit

And I up up the pole

Dododo You is a hoe

Ohh yeah I hear it lil bro

I get the money I had to get dough

You talk to the feds that is a no

12 huh yeah go

I gotta duck uhh low

I'm about this shit yeah go

Yeah

Man who that bruh

Ayyee swipe ayye

I rob a nigga you thought I was cj

Hide the strap in my louis V PJ's

I get the money nigga

I split it in three ways

Jump off the porch

Then hoped on the e way

Getting the money

You niggas can't see me

Blind bat bitch Stevie

I hit at a nigga you

Thought I was griddy

Ondelayy come and feed me

Hahhaa

Man you already knew

Gotta feed him

Yeah we eating

Hahah go get that money though

Yeah yeah yeah