Testo FREESTYLE - SL
Testo della canzone FREESTYLE (SL), tratta dall'album FREESTYLE
It's a boy Rich
I know these niggas really hoped this day would never come
Fuck it though, time to show these niggas why I'm number one
He ain't saying no words if I hear this grub
I put the metal to his face and tell him suck it up
And when it comes to the girls they say they bad enough
'Til I put my fucking frankfurter in the burger bun
We dished it out, said play about then run it up
What a fucking fool cah he had to bloody muck it up
Feel to switch it up, coming like a hooligan
Go to the lane and smash a bottle 'round an Arsenal cunt
I need to cut the skunk, it's getting to my fucking nut
'Nough times I seen the jakes and had to park it up
Laying low tryna persuade bro to start it up
Cah touching jail, fuck that, tag was hard enough
22 Cruise mode walking through the slums
The 15 does the job but baby it ain't half the fun
Mum asks what I've become, I'm yet to see what I've become
I'm living young, getting money and I'll splash him if he fronts
Bad bitch, no hurry, oh my, oh God
She can hold all my luggage if she's coming with that trunk
I smoke this sweet bud 'til my lungs turn to nugs
Put that drink back down, I ain't ever been drunk
Snap tells another story I'm showing you cuz
She should jump off a cliff cah all she do is stunt
If I'm Quay on a mission, the objective is cunch
Tell her switch that position, tell her more with the bum
Man what's wrong with these niggas? Why they slapping in the blunts?
All these internet bitches with the internet bums
Does she do it for the fun? Does she do it for the tux?
Then I bucked the bitch live and I told my nigga run
But her friend look alright so a nigga mighta buss
If I step with that one I'm tryna perish that punk
Said he's onto the niggas, let me talk and hush
How he try kill himself, I can't condone that one
You talk 'nough my cuz, you soon hold you one
My nigga said there's three there, I might bone me one
Looking for a few cribs, I'm tryna roll me one
He called Cam, said it's smelling like a homie one
I slap it from the back 'til my balls go numb
Bro put two in the wap nigga, no dum dums
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Writer(s): Harlee Bashir Laguda Milne, Richy Londa Dionzo
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