destiny’s child Freestyle lyrics
by 10cellphones
[Intro]
(Ayy, damn)
No sleep, wake yo' ass up
(Goddamn)
[Verse]
Damn, you left yo' Glock at home?
Don't go nowhere without my chrome (Nah)
I'm too well-known, I might have to tap a dome
Yo' b*tch, she tryna get it on
She twenty-five but she not grown
I told that ho to fetch a bone (Nasty-ass lil' b*tch, go home)
Okay, now let me sip the [?]
I go to New York and put this sh*t on
These n*ggas so broke, they need 'em a loan
Broke hoes, I leave 'em alone
I serve you a gram, I smoke out the bowl
You serving that mid, it's down the commode
I got me a play, it's right up the road
[?] Post Malone
Lil' b*tch say I'm a menace
She already nutted but I still ain't finished
I need me like thirty more minutes
And she fallin' in love but that sh*t not intended (I did that), damn
She a thot-thot, I'on know why she actin' silly
Baby girl a munchie, off the jumpies, she already feelin' me (Yeah)
She a thot-thot, I'on know why she actin' silly
Baby girl a munchie, off the jumpies, she already feelin' me (She already—)
Don't cap and gown, whatever you do, just keep it real for me
I told my sneaky link to leave, her man at home, ain't tryna deal with him
Who is him? I can't f*ck with them
Clutchin' on my fifth
I just call my Glocky Beyblade, 'cause I let it rip
Thumbin' through a check, I need more blues, I feel like a Crip (Damn)
This n*gga tried to step, I emptied out the clip, straight off the hip
It don't matter what I shoot, I still don't miss, you musta not been here
Caught him at the light, he lackin', he was driving, but I parked the whip
My lil' b*tch always tryna stress me out, I got another b*tch
This b*tch annoying, had to kick her out, I miss my other b*tch (My other b*tch)
This trappin' boring, had to hit the road and take another trip
Brought a hunnid bowls back, f*ck around and made another flip (Another flip)