Beezo Freestyle, Pt. 3 Lyrics

I pop up out the cut with the stick like i dont gove a fuck

Run up on me wrong imma show you where this glizzy tucked

FN in the trunk i pull it out watch how this semi buss

762s dumpin out i call the draco andrew luck

Ice white glacier benz truck cuz im feeling like a eskimo

You say that girl yo main but on the lowkey she my extra hoe

That nigga love to flex i swear that nigga is from flexico

They tried to intercept it but i Caught the pack like plexico

You need her i dont stress a hoe

She pull then i bless the hoe

Like nike gotta check the hoe

She fuckn with a professional

Six zeros behind the decimal

I see it so exceptional

I know that im obsessional

Im going up directional

This shit is too easy please gimmie a grammy

Yall pockets is flat like that nigga flat stanley

My new bitch pull up and throw me that phanny

Im gettn new money its old like yo granny

Just tryna get rich for me and my family

So im kitchen cookin like ramsay

I hop in the field im feeling like manning

Look at my neck then diamonds keep dancing

I keep a backwood in my pocket

I pass that bitch just like im stockton

And she a seven no malcom brogdon

Im on the block like dennis rodman

Shoot like the knicks bitch obi toppin

That glock go boom like rocks we poppin

Cant go out bad thats not a option

He dropped the addy so yea we plottin

That boy got clapped so get to croppin

I flip a brick like sticks im choppin

New pack in so im beating the block in

Catchup no sauce im runnin yall joggin

I hop in a new bitch a yung nigga froggin

I feel like im steph a yung nigga ballin

She know imma dog so why she keep callin

She blowin my phone like why you keep stallin

Makin it rain this money keep fallin

Smokin exotic thats why i keep coughing

I pull up in beamers yall broke niggas walkin

If it ain about money then why are you talkin

Why are you talkin if its not bout the cheese

You loving that hoe lil shawty a treesh

They say im up next i said i agree

The shit that im whippin it dont need no key

Call me lil yeti my jewels is on freeze

Swear they too cold you might need some skis

Up in her guts you know imma sleeze

Dick in her stomach im touching her spleen

Im kickin back feet up in belize

In love with her brain like she got degrees

I'm what they want not what they need