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GSquad Freestyle
- //[Verse #1: L4RRYB34TZ]
- There's a million names for your kind of chronic
- And i'm still high, so i'm tryna dip
- Convertible coupe, bitches scream when they tops split
- Of my dick, head, melon off and let it rip
- Just like a cannon from the teen in nick
- If i give a fuck, it's probably from my dick
- She's cute but her forehead's big
- You're a divorced slut and you can't suck dick
- Pitch the rock, mike vick, swag so sick
- All you wanna do is get that stick
- Word spreads fast that your knees spread quick
- Me and you just need to talk a bit
- //[Verse #2: Y0UNG_G3M1N1]
- It's just my fate, let me chill, nah flip
- Now my eyes chinese, keep the loud lit
- Now i'm taking these pills and i ain't even sick
- Saying fuck a nigga quick, quick
- Fuck it turn my mic up a lil bit
- O let's do it get your bitches schooled quick
- But it seems like a scene outta flick
- P.s eh i ain't trying to nit pick
- Y’all niggas don’t worry me at least a bit
- If his bitch insist on getting sick
- And tired of his shit and tries to just split
- Ho's, got a list, but i gotta pick
- Y'all riddles don't tickle a bit
- I bagged it up, put it on the block and couldn't flip
- That's life shit alright, shit, i could call you right quick
- I like to call that a quick flip
- Wit my kin that i came in wit
- Uh, yea yea, turn me up a lil bit
- Whips ain't shit but my kicks look sick
- I'm seeing things that's being mean making me sick
- //[Verse #3: JK1NG1N_B34TZ]
- We touch down in moscow and take flicks like click click
- With this heavenly flow bought a hell of whip
- Ambition is still very big
- So drop the slam and let's get sick
- I move aim, hit 'em and final flip
- But i'm leaving town in a little bit
- I like my glasses full, as if my eyes is big
- She wanna tear the mall down throwin’ stacks quick
- But i like you like..like a lil bit
- Ain't nothing changed since the sadder day, dig
- No one give a damn when they breathe in the least bit
- Over 20 homes, but i need a chick
- And she got the bomb, i'm talking tick tick
- Ya'll don't even know the name of my flip
- Stuck her toungue out, flirted, played with this dick
- //[Verse #4: SpaceJam_Wave]
- When i was 11 got the toolie thick
- And skinny jeans ain't quite the lick
- No bullshit, i'm mike with the mic
- I never crack i got that chap stick
- All my new bitches seem to get old real quick
- On trial for possession of some chronic
- With enough shit to raise your block in one dip
- What you tripping on? see, i'm the spoiled chick
- Bad bitches onlygot a sign on my dick
- The girls are chomping at the bit
- Everybody judging me off a style that i ain't even pick
- It lands in her jaw, now she's passed out thick
- You missed that tearing muscles make you big
- I'm on autopilot now with my cranium split
- Your girl calls it hockey stick
- My sleepin' pills though, shit man do they do the trick
- Stay ready to pull a trigga quick If i wasn't feeling school
- she said stay home, your sick
- I'm gonna beat that bitch like i'm mike vick
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