Do That Freestyle Lyrics

(Yeah Ahhh)

(Yeah ahhh)

Look

Niggas talking bout that shit

But they don't do that

I'm Mr. Get a Bag and Dip

I thought you knew that

They see me Pop it how I walk it

Where the stu at?

These niggas hating for no reason

Smoking boof pack

Come and try me if you want

I wouldn't do that

That nigga broke

He looking hungry

Where his food at?

They say my luck is running out

I tell em true that

I gotta bag

I made it flip

And then I blew that

Bitch It's 4L

Ima tell em when they outta pocket

How you a killa

And a shooter

But you ran yo' pockets

This shit get ugly

On my momma, ain't nobody flawless

And Shout out emily my sister

She's my momma's smallest

I put a chain around my neck

This Buddha see the part

And all these niggas wish they could

They hated from the start

I sit em down

Like who is you?

They smelling like a fart

I'm really in this shit to win, But this ain't Mario kart

They told me stop now

They see me getting hot now

She told me slow down

But I ain't finna stop now

I'm getting money

If I like it

Ima cop now

They say I'm really next to blow

I'm finna pop now

If you a buster

Then I swear you get dropped down

Ima strip you for your chain

Go call the cops now

We sipping henny to the neck

Until I drop down

And sorry momma

I know she hated that I dropped out

If anybody talking down

They getting socked out

The bitch a freak

So when she see me

Bring my cock out

And I ain't working but I'm working

I don't clock out

Aye

Yea bitch I don't clock out

And fuck them niggas

Give em something they could talk bout

And I worried 'bout no bitch

I bring em chops out

Niggas fake

They in my pictures

They get cropped out

I ain't a rapper but I'm rapping

Making slaps now

I got problem

When I'm mad I like to get revenge

You said you wouldn't do it

But you did that shit again

I'm sorry poppa

Know you lonely

In the fucking pen

Don't count the days

Just count the moments

That we fucking spent

Niggas talking bout that shit

But they don't do that

I'm Mr. Get a Bag and Dip

I thought you knew that

They see me Pop it how I walk it

Where the stu at?

These niggas hating for no reason

Smoking boof pack

Aye

Yeah ahh

Yeah ahh

Smoking on that boof

Look

Aye

Smoking boof pack

Smoking boof pack

Ahh

Yeah

Fa fa fa

Fa fa fa

Niggas talking 'bout that shit but they don't do that

I'm Mr. Get a Bag and Dip I thought you knew that.