GSquad Freestyle
• Written by N3W_L4RRYB34TZ • Featuring , SpaceJam_Wave, and Y0UNG_G3M1N1
//[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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N3W_L4RRYB34TZ
Member since May 16 2017