IGTV LIVE BARS Lyrics

Yeah, what up y'all

Freestyle Friday

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Yeah

I be trippy, trippy, trippy

All up in the litty

She be like, goddammit

You all up in my kitty

I'm like, I know I'm raw with it

Shorty know I'm gone with it

Bust up in her, mmm

Don't you tell your mom that it

You be on some wild shit

You be on that child shit

I'm be playing games, bitch

You be on a con with it

You be on an hour

Doobie on the hour

Meet you in the hour

I fuck you on the counter, ooh

Tell me what you want

And I'ma bust it on the floor

Tell me what you want

And I'ma bust it up some more

Throw it at me, throw it at me

I'ma make you moan

I'ma make you mmm

I'ma make a song

All about that pussy

I'ma tell you on the gram

I'ma bake that bacon

I'ma make that ass go ham

I'ma make that bacon

I'ma make that ass go ham

Get it? Bacon

Make that ass go uh

I'ma spam on that pussy like tap tap

I'ma bust that shit open like bap bap

And you don't wanna rhyme, baby

I'ma yah yah

And every time I pull it down

I'ma yah yah yah

I'ma put Nokia on a dick

You be lyin' on a stick

I be pull it, pull it, pull it

I be bustin' on your drip

You ain't nothin' to a bitch

It ain't nothin' to the dick

I'ma bust that thing open

It ain't nothin' to a clique

I love when you throw it at me

I love when you throw it at me

I love that, love that, ooh

I love it when you make me

Bop, bop, bop, bop

Pussy gang stupid

Tell me what you doin

I ain't ask for it

What you bout to do, bitch

Oh, oh, oh

Hold me on my new bed

Oh, oh, oh

You about to be my new bed

I ain't playin' games

I'ma do my fuckin' thing

Get up on a mic

And I go harangue-tang

Yeah, I go so raw

Nigga, go so off

You be like

God damn it, how he get these bars

They be in out the air

In out the other

It ain't nothin' to it

I'ma put the ooh, uh

Nigga, oh, don't stop

I be like, oh, yeah

Get up on the track

I'ma have you go over

Look

Out of breath as fuck

I'ma get up on this bitch

And I'll let you know

It ain't nothin' to a boss

When I get it, go

God damn, I'm losin' it

Where the fuck was that flow

I'ma kill it from the door

From the front to the back

I don't know, I don't know

I don't know, I don't know

I don't know, I don't know

But if this shit recording

I'ma still put it on the air

I don't really give a damn

Nigga, I'ma give a am

Nigga, I'ma give it to a buzzer

Till I hear them

Go on, tell your friend and them

That I got the M&M

Melt in your mouth

Not your hand, bitch

Ooh, I got bars

Nothin' to it

I ain't playin' games

I'ma do my fuckin' thing

I got bars

Nothin' to it

I'm one of a kind

Shit be fluid

Oh, don't you know

It's be my music

Overtime Sims

Drip mango

Drippity, drippity, drippity

Drippity, drippity, drippity

Drippity, drippity, drippity

Drippity, drippity, drippity

Drippity, drippity, drippity

Drippity, drippity, drippity

Freestyle Friday

So they know I'm exhausted

I think I'm funny too on the way