Fan Freestyle lyrics

[Intro: Stunna 4 Vegas]
Produced by Cre8
Uh, uh, uh
Put him in the air like he flyin'
f*ck a n*gga
Gang sh*t

[Verse 1: Stunna 4 Vegas]
Put him in the air like he flyin'
All that cap in his raps, he lyin'
These n*ggas ain't living they punchlines
He want smoke, then I'm calling up one time
Hit his b*tch, then I pass her to bro Hi-Five
Know I got that Glock when I ride
We got the chicken like Popeyes
b*tch, Stunna flexin' like Popeye

[Verse 2: DaBaby]
I stop yo' ass like a stop sign
Beat a lil' n*gga up if he my size
Up that Glock on his ass, now he c*ck-eyed
Numbers high over there, low on my side
Guarantee to make any trap boom
We can't f*ck at the crib, get a room
Get it in and I'm out of there, zoom
Left her hair on the floor, get a broom
I got a b*tch for every single day of the week, I don't know what to do
You told that yo' day was Tuesday, I f*cked you on Thursday, you got me confused
I'm Flavor Flav without the clock
I'm Nino Brown without the cops
I'm Eazy E without the AIDS
I'm Bobby Shmurda with the Glock
Yeah, everybody know I'm a hot n*gga
We ain't gon' say too much, we just drop n*ggas
Give a f*ck how you feel, you ain't my n*gga
Why my dog look like that? He just try n*ggas
Better stay out our way, 'cause we do that
Get a fade once a week, f*ck a durag
I flew in, f*cked his b*tch, then I flew back
Get a verse or a pound for like, two flat
[Verse 3: Stunna 4 Vegas]
Boy, I get on yo' head like a durag
So it's best that you use it, 'cause it can get blew back
I told my lil' n*gga, "Shoot that"
I know for sure he gon' do that
No, we ain't coppin' no pleas
No, we ain't dodgin' no beef
We leave that sh*t in the streets
Slide down they block, leave an opp in the streets
We pick the rental with speed
I f*ck that lil' thot, she a freak
Stunna a dog, no fleas
Whoop a rapper, put him on Say Cheese
f*ck a ho, I want bucks
Drop back like Andrew Luck
We catch a opp, he f*cked
Tie his ass up and it's stuck (Cook 'em)
We trying to fry him
She want me like some designer
Clips on his head like a lineup
Rich Whammy fitness, come sign up
But you got to come with a homie
Wanna hang around me, catch a body
I play him close, I'm slimy
I say the word and they slide