Poetics Podcast Freestyle lyrics
by 50 Cent
[Verse: 50 Cent]
I don't want my face on your Snapchat, I blackjack
You can f*ck around and get clapped at
No iPhones, no GoPro, no, no, no...
Footage of the bullsh*t when I'm on go mode
My man dope spot got hit
Right now the strip club still lit
By next week they gon' feel that sh*t
You think I'm old, I think I'm grown and I'm sexy
That young b*tch could get it, and her momma could check me
n*ggas know the drill or get to running when we drilling at 'em
Air one b*tch blow the stock and knock the feeling out 'em
God, type of n*gga I move around here correctly
Why you think none of your n*ggas don't try and check me?
n*ggas' pieces is hit, they paying half-price
So if they eating, I'm eating, n*gga I'm that nice