1646 Freestyle lyrics
by Foolio
[Intro: Cojack]
(Drew made this motherf*cker)
KRRB
[Verse 1: Cojack]
They try to play me like I'm sweet, play me like I'm creep (Like I'm creep)
Young n*gga kept it realer than a OG
pus*y n*ggas really talkin', they don't know me (They don't know me)
Keep sayin' what you gonna do, you gotta show me (Gotta show me)
I was ridin' in that Benz, I was lowkey (Lowkey)
I was feel like Jeremy Lin tryna score a three (Score a bucket)
'Bout Rod K a lot of n*ggas gon' get put to sleep (Man down)
Breaking news, Channel 4, now he on TMZ (Man down)
On that f*ck sh*t all in public (yeah)
Remember switchin' lanes, hittin' stains in that buggy (Skrrt, skrrt)
Mask on my face n*ggas thinkin' that I'm Chucky
I do magic with that ratchet, turn a lion to a puppy (Voila)
Opps steady dissin' but them n*ggas really duckin' (Come out)
Slidin' back to back, yeah I'm tryna catch a skully (Man down)
Parkin' lot pimpin', yeah I'm tryna catch 'em clubbin' (Catch his ass)
Walk down with that Drake like "Kiki do you love me?" (Do you love me?)
Gotta keep a blick 'cause any moment it get ugly (It get ugly)
One false move and the judge, he gon' judge me (He gon' judge me)
K double R, B, a n*gga I'm forever thuggin' (Forever thuggin')
I'm tryna bring my n*ggas up just like Harriet Tubman (Bring my n*ggas up)
[Verse 2: Foolio]
Rundown on yo' stepper, boy yo stepper he go stepped on
Shot 'em in his head with that fake ass vest on
You act just like a b*tch, you got a purse and a dress on
Your dawg face on a shirt and that b*tch say "Rest" on (Rest in peace)
Ridin' down here leanin' with a Nina in the steamer (Skrrt)
I can't see the cops or the opps, John Cena (Uh uh)
You can't run from these bullets, b*tches faster than a cheetah
But I been earned my stripes in the field like a zebra (On gang)
They know I'm statin' facts when Lil 6 in the booth (In the booth)
Lyin' in his raps, man, Lil 6 I tell the truth (On gang)
Slidin' down his block tryna kill him and his crew
Tryna hit like five people when I'm hangin' out the roof
Brand new AR pistol shootin' 7.62 (On gang)
Them broke ass guns, do them b*tches even shoot? (I swear)
Sippin' on Lil Leeke, know we drop 'em by the deuce (Leeke)
You ass couldn't run, should've had your gun, damn Ku (KuKu, KuKu, KuKu)
[Verse 3: Cojack]
Caught his stupid ass lackin' (Dummy)
Should've had your gun, all that Instagram actin' (Actin')
n*ggas claimin' bodies they ain't touch, stop cappin' (Stop cappin')
I do this sh*t for real, man you n*ggas just be rappin' (n*ggas fake)
n*ggas really b*tches, Tyler Perry, y'all be actors (n*ggas actin')
Might catch me in the field tryna kill, yeah I'm active (Yeah I'm active)
Slidin' through the city with that blicky tryna snatch 'em (Man down)
Everybody droppin' give a f*ck if nonfactors
[Outro: Cojack]
Give a f*ck who it is, everybody gettin' killed