Lyrics
Uh huh, uh huh
Uh huh, uh huh
Uh huh, uh huh
Pass me my drink, bro
Swing, check it out
Uno, dos, tres, no cuatro
Three freak hoes , that's for me and my vatos
Uh huh, I got the cheddar and cheese like nachos
I'm cheesy ashit like a nacho
Got some shooters on go, I be feelin' like Pablo
I don't feel like humping, just give me a bop doe,
Feet up while I'm sippin' that wok
Young boul got the ball, Fuck he from Chicago
When I pop out the cut, they screamin', it's him
Sturdy youngin', you know that I'm him
My name Carry weight , yeah I don't need a Gym
Keep it K, I ain't talkin' bout Kim
Real rap, no bap, no kizzy
Young turnt nigga, I'm straight outta Philly
gettin' money, I'm feelin' like Biggie
I been runnin' up, yeah, I need me a Milly
Fuck, swingin' on shit like Muhammad Ali
Float like a butterfly, sting like a bee
Got a chopper that blow like Febreze
You a freak, then get on your knees
Oh shit, I just sneezed
She gon' give me that vitamin C
I'ma give her that vitamin D
Put that bitch right to sleep
I'ma hump in the Airbnb
No, I ain't gunna, I'm pushin' that P
I'm drinkin' that soda, you sippin' that tea
Well shaatt , is that Raud Geez?
It's Raud, I'm outside
Where the bitches, I'm thinkin' they died
She a liar, I'm thinkin' she cried
She textin' my man, she tellin' em slide
Well shit, it is what it is
I'm checkin' her page, this bitch got some kids
I'm swipin' right off, she said, do the lip
Forgot we got motion, I told her that's mizz
Fuckin' bitches, I got my sneaks on
Pony tail with the glasses, she got her geek on
I heard she a freak, tryna get my freak on
It's too humpy in the air, yeah, you know what we on
Told her hop in the back, I be pullin' her tracks, she like
I'ma keep it a stack, when I hit from the back, she like
When she arch it like that, I be breakin' her back, she like
That bitch all on my body, she look at my tats, like
Uh huh, uh huh
Naw, it's Bril, like, what is the deal
I keep me in Smith and I ain't talkin' bout Will
Ball heads in the clip, Lil Bill
I spin through ya block and watch shit go get real
I'm sippin' that Wock and I'm crackin' the sill
I hump off the Wock and I don't go no chill
Like, it's a freestyle, been on fire since winning again
If she's too humpy, I run it again
Bring you a friend, so I switch to my friend
Walk in the party, I'm acting a fool
I'm runnin' this Beat and I got it from Loog
Need a Vid, so I'm callin' on Luke
Like, we the ones winnin', we makin' y'all lose
I be all on my mood
Got this Beat, yeah, I got it from Loog
I'm sippin' that Wock this that juice
No 5twond, but I got the deuce
This shit can get real, better get you a tool
Big dog smokin', weed like Snoop
I'ma turn on two humpy when asking for tunes
I don't care if you dance, I'm just setting the mood
It's a freestyle, fuck it I'm freestyling
It's a freestyle, fuck it I'm freestyling
It's a freestyle, fuck it I'm freestyling
Fuck it I'm free styling
It's a freestyle, fuck it I'm freestyling
WRITERS
AJ F, County Loog, Jabril Evans, Oh Mizz, Raud Geez
PUBLISHERS
Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
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