330 Freestyle Lyrics

I got real shooters on my team thats them shotta shottas

Dont try to run up on me nigga pull that gun out blocka blocka

I walk with knots in my pocket all i had was 100 dollars

I sip that drank i pour that soda i scam for real use motorola

On all ten bitch im focused gotta chop stick that bih gotta hosta

I dont be caring you niggas be knowing but i gotta go now

I cant stay here im finna show out she got lemonade fuck it i got pepsi

She making sure that pussy wet before i come and beat it creed

My baby moma holding me she singing to me like jodeci im that nigga 4E

I raise hell they notice me listen to the tone of my voice

if i sound like this then bitch you in trouble

I get that cash ima double it you know that triple double

And eveyday i get the bag bitch you know i aint tryna cuddle

I do my plays with no helmet so you no i call no huddle

I got his bitch with me she tell me she be digging all my music

She told me shell do anything for me i told that bitch to prove it

She gotta nike fit she told me she gone suck it bitch then do it

Please dont call my phone with that yelling shit you know im gone loose it

I smoke exotic it be fucking up my lungs bad bitches in the trap

Counting money wearing thongs

They be freaky they be showing that pussy when im out on tour

Told that bitch just give me mouth when she come back go close that door

I heard he talk a lot shit i put that stick up in his face

I heard he lurking my location we gone pull up were he stay

These niggas capping in they rappin i cant listen what they say

And ima shark up in this water

You a fish give me that bate ima big dawg SRT gang catch this drift

She hit me up she want some dick drop the addy ima send you lift

And i can tell the way she looked at me she know i put it down

I told her bend it over on that sofa this my pussy know on gang