We Made It Freestyle lyrics

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​svrite


[Intro: SVRITE]
Ayy, man, you know I'm finna kill this sh*t, right?
Ayy, ayy, yuh
Ayy, heh
Ayy, ooh, uh

[Verse 1: SVRITE & UZIWARS]
He a thick ass n*gga, ass fat too (Boom)
On the back of my ass, got a tattoo (Boom, boom)
If you talkin' on my di*k, then I'll slap you
My grandma look like Caillou
Caillou, that's what I mean
I was at Walmart and I saw you (Yuh, yuh)
You was gettin' mothaf*ckin' Windex (Yuh, yuh)
f*ckin' with yo' sister, bro, that's incest
I be collecting insects, I be collecting bugs, hey, uh (Ooh)
Hit up yo' b*tch on the phone and told her I wanna f*ck, huh, f*ck
b*tch, I'm on Google, you know, ah, ah (Yuh, yuh)
b*tch, I'm a poodle and, ah, ah, ah

[Interlude: UZIWARS & SVRITE]
Tell her, "Run up on the, ah, ah, ah"
Bro, go, go, bro

[Verse 2: UZIWARS]
b*tch, I pull up in a, ah, ah
Bentley coupe, that sh*t go fast
I'ma skip my f*ckin' class
I'ma [?] and catch a case
I'm on, I'ma catch a case
[Break]

[Interlude: SVRITE]
*Gargling*

[Verse 3: SVRITE]
n*gga, we made it
Drank too much nut from that lil' n*gga di*k and now, n*gga, I'm faded
Whoo, whoo! b*tch, I am high and I'm drunk I'm layin' on the floor
"Oh, you f*ck way too many n*ggas," I know I'm a whore

[Interlude: SVRITE & Kenny Powers]
Kinda makes me wonder why the hell so many people are tryna tell me to slow down
They hatin' on me
Seems like motherf*ckers should be shuttin' the hell up and enjoyin' the show
They hatin' on me, I swear to God

[Verse 4: SVRITE]
That n*gga grab on my choker, uh
I told that boy to go slower, uh
That di*k, it hurt, inside my ass
I swear to God, I got no shirt, uh
Titties hangin' out and goin' left and right
I'm a f*ckin' ho, n*gga, I'm a dyke
Goddamn, di*k is what I f*ckin' fight
I'ma suck on that di*k, I'll do that sh*t tonight
Huh, layin' on the bed, legs spread
Huh, eatin' his ass, then da—heh, what?
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