22 Freestyle Lyrics

Thru these Cartier lenses

Can't see em like Stevie

Not locked in

You won't catch me

Speaking to niggas

Stay low got the pole

And I'm keeping it w me

I can't trust too many

These dudes they be iffy

Run it up on the road

I mite make me a fifty

Set a trap drop some bait

You gon catch you a micky

Or snake in the grass

If you do better kill it

They disturb your motion

And fuck up your system

I seen it before

I done been on a drill

Wit dem demons before

And if you wasn't present

I really can't tell you bout

Some of the things

I done seen before

Keep my eater closed

I know these streets get cold

As -30 below

So me And my heater we close

I had went shopping

When I was just out in Dubai

And I did that shit just to post

I aint missing no meals

Don't need your business

Ain't giving no deals

Niggas be feeling entitled

I don't owe you Nothin

And get in they feelings off pills

Oh You tripping fr

I Ain't posting no guns

Bitch you tipping for real

They gon run up on who

They gon miss you for real

Huh

Fuck is talkin bout nigga

This AR drop shit

From the parking lot nigga

Ain't sending no warnings

I'm popping at niggas

See some drip that I want

And I'm coppin it instant

Spending this money

Like I got a printer

And swiping my cards

More than scammers on Insta

Straight out the streets

I got cash and credit

Shoot out to Cali

For bags of pressure

I dm his BM

She geme the necklace

Can break down a block

I ain't talking bout Tetris

My T shirt 500

It ain't nothing special

Drop 1300 on Christian Dior

For the desert

Out the dirt Bae

They Can't get on my level

If you made your own lane

Then I Know you gon feel em

I'm grinding And stacking

This shìt to the ceiling

I'm popping like percs

Niggas need penicillin

No back and forth shìt boy

I Do not play tennis

But I do drive foreign

And it ain't a rental

Really been getting to the bag

Since a juvenile

So she gon back that ass up

Like I'm juvenile

Leme get up in her lil mouth

Like a root canal

Drop a bag on your bitch ass

Better cool it down

Get your nose wiped

While I'm in Jamaica

Blowing pounds

Got the game from

My Pop my

Ima hold it down

Back when I was bummy

They ain't want me

Bet she throat em now

Really Havin motion

She gon fuck me

Nd my Brodie now

Damn

In my bag and shìt

I look sweet like a lick

You ain't Baggin shìt

Da Last person who tried

It went bad for him

He got sent up

Like Jesus

Done asked for him

Word to Soulja

I love you forever

My brother forever

Til I go your name ima rep it

Nd been earned my stripes

Like a tiger Im heavy

Nd stay in them Banks

Like i'm running w Desi

Depositing bills by the fifty

Shout out Brojam

He came thru w a switchie

Give em these shots

He need more than a kidney

A Swiss chess the whip

Got the juice like a Simply

Dis Ain't no V-lone

This hoodie Givenchy

Nd these ain't no Asics

I'm rockin Balenci's

Ignoring your Bae

She be all in my mentions

But She corny as fuck

I don't even wan hit it

Gone