Untitled Freestyle
• Written by Anonymous
my niggas they be going savage
Give me respect, dammit, or get damaged
The prerequisite is gun clappin' so what happened
And niggas laugh til the first muthafucka’ got blasted
get yo ass bodied in a ditch
In the midst of a fire pit
A dog nigga, ballin' bitch
Thug niggas, drug dealers, it's a trip
im fucking bitches
My hopes and all my wishes
and they ain saying shit
Then the gun shot, but i wasn't hit
Uh, yea yea, turn me up a lil bit
3 cell phones and still i won't call a bitch
if she hatin i dont give a mother fuck
that bitch really making me mad
she aint suck my dick since 6 flags
To all the frauds stop faking, relax
Check my bank account, got racks on racks
like snipes i dont pay tax
Glad trash bags, throw them in the black bags
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