TOP10 freestyle Lyrics

HITNA the family

Nah baby I dont need no sympathy , I just need you to kick back and sit with me

And realize my top 10

You know Lil Stylesz still smokin' on that gas If she on her period, take it out her mouth

Put it in her ass, fuck that shit, gotta get that money Ain't no fuckin' task, Debit

Great But my credit good, so put it on my tab

I was on a block by the WAP, still bustin' slabs

Uncle want a five, call me stylish, Donovan McNabb if She blow my high, I'ma go and throw her in

The cab Jersey with a fitted on, lookin' like a young Fab

If I'm hittin' Barney's and Neiman's, I throw

It in the bag Heard they try to count me out, but they

Must can count to ten While everybody playin' foul, I must be ballin

Like a bitch Seven grams of cheetah piss, gotta be movin

Like Durant Had to bust a money walk, cuz I really don't

Dance Forty in my pants, make a motherfucker half

A twist I'll smack a nigga, not a woman, I'll smack

A cracker Show him who the fuckin' master is, they used

To laugh at us, and they call us tacky kids Blue and red on my collar, you tell it's Moncler

It's hard for me to lose when y'all always on my dick

Draco with the tits, wanna hit a lick with it

Vibe hemp papers, I'ma roll a split with it Hate when these niggas talkin', y'all sound

Like little bitches They hate that I'm in the foreign, they thinkin

I was rich Fuck that bitch from the back and I'm pullin

Off a wig Six hundred for the shades, I can't see y'all

Aim with the long noes, get the bussin like Borris Diaw

Bumpin K-Kamp, baby, what's on your mind

Ayy, ayy, only say you love me when I'm hittin' it from the side

You know 10 stylish, rockin' that time right on the slide

I don't give a fuck, give him attention, you know you mine

I used to think about, now I don't think I'm gettin' married

I'ma, I'ma be finger-fuckin' with Nina, that shit embarrassing