Goin’ In Freestyle lyrics

[Intro]
Z Money
808 Mafia

[Verse]
Really sellin' chickens, 100 pounds of mid
Yellin' that you want it, n*gga, come and get
I became a trapper when I stacked my first first
b*tches love a dog and I love a b*tch that's trippin'
Come and let me count my money, then I f*ck her sittin'
I would go cop a Wraith, but that cause too much attention
I'm huntin' in the trap, hell no, I'm not a piston
Got killers in the trap, pus*y n*gga think I'm trippin'
Don't flick up that lil ho unless you're flickin' 'bout my zipper
Invest a hundred in my music, I'm not signin', mister
Yesterday, I seen myself, that shot worth 'bout 250
I'm sad it blew up on my porch, I am a dope dealer
f*ck up out a damn boy, I'm just dope addicted
Two-sixes on my ride, look how I'm floatin', n*gga
Don't care, white, grey, or brown, heat it like toast, n*gga
This why I ain't feelin', this my only main [?]
My worst month of the year, next year, every month a milli
n*gga, I make money every day, f*ck a Christmas
My other n*gga trippin', holiday, can't get busy
But I'm so patient, waitin' on this money, need a fifty
It's Christmas Eve, I'm pourin' up a pint with my n*gga
But that's a rocket, gotta keep a Gat 'cause you might get it
Flodgin' ass n*gga post another n*gga skrilla
She came out as a girl, lil girly ass n*gga
Pillow talkin' like a b*tch, like a girl, n*gga
f*ckin' on your sister, yeah, she f*ck a real n*gga
Ain't tryna stop the peace, I ain't tryna do no killin'
Z Money want you on my di*k, I want a hundred million
I know I'm worth, I know I'm worth more than these fake ass n*ggas
And I'm independent, never see me in the pendant
Ever seen some junkies hoppin' all the way to the ceiling?
Z Money [?] early, out here standin' in the kitchen
Because it's almost Christmas, gotta check another 50
Don't wanna hear no old rich stories, n*gga, stop the preachin'
'Cause I ain't goin broke, see 60k before the weekend
I only knew her 8 hours, then she let me christen
Don't wanna wear no Christians in my past she [?] to keep it
Spent a hundred on my car so I don't have to lease it
I be too high and I'm bein' paid, I'm payin' leases
Just got a crib in MIA, I wake up, see the beaches
STL, got a mansion in Georgia with my peaches
And I be f*ckin' on my peaches damn near every weekend
And b*tches know I'm not a vegan, b*tch, I like a Benji
And I be havin' b*tches, I [?] in them like 50s
Stackin' all this bread, I...