Bing Bong Freestyle Lyrics

Bitch im kicking down the door

If they don't wanna let me in

I can't think about tuition

I'm trying to get all the mz

If you sticking to that mission

Granted you gon loose a friend

Theres no way Ima get to missing shit

I'm shooting for the head

Bing Bong

I told shorty take her thong off

She sing my songs every time I take her bra off

Swear I'm the one

I'm the big Dogg when I pop up

I gotta get it

I can't sit around and prolong

Derek Jeter with the cleats

The way I'm running thru the dirt

I get money in my sleep

Everyday I get to work

Once I started getting wins seen my haters go bizerk

Smoking on a zip of pressure

While you smoking on the worst

We ain't in the same league

I pull up I make it scream

They only call when they in need

Smokin za right out the p

Pulling up I need like ten c notes to get up out the car

She addicted to the d and the way I move like a boss

I put pressure in the blunt cuz theres pressure on my back

I got issues in my brain you play with me I might attack

If you want it I can plug you in I charge a little tax

Lost it all when I was fucked up but I made it right back

Im smoking qps in a weak

Might pop out rocking a mink

Hunnits fifties in my jeans

I want that rari painted green

I put baguettes on the chain

I put nuggets on my wrist

I put money in my stash

I spend money on my bitch

I keep smoking on the za it keep me healthy thats my broccoli

I been taking trips I shut the phone off no one reaching me

If I talk about it its a grantee that I'm living it

I rather be anonymous then show them everything

Gotta put your pride to the side if you wanna build a name

Turned my life into a movie this shit cinemax

Never gonna get to where you just sitting back

No no no