She Make It Clap Freestyle lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh (Fantom)

[Verse]
Smokin' on packs, preferably Black Leprachaun
All of these hoes, they on my arm
All of these b*tches, they know I'm a don
Stuntin' on the b*tches, come back to the 6s
I spit 3s like I'm playin' with the Sixers
Bad b*tch like she playin' with the mixes
Bad b*tches keep playin' with my jig, uh
Bad b*tch wanna get on my Insta'
Told the b*tch to keep chillin' and keep quiet
I got bad b*tches tryna get by
Don't chill for a n*gga get violent
I got bad b*tches and they comin' wildin'
Ayy, I see a motherf*cker smilin'
Twenty-thousand bad b*tches on an island
Twenty-thousand bad b*tches goin' private, mm
Shе make it clap, I got the strap
Twenty-onе gats, feel like I'm Savage
Twenty-one b*tches and none of them average
I'm gon' f*ck me tonight me a bad b*tch
I don't give a f*ck about n*ggas
I don't give a f*ck about hoes
I don't give a f*ck 'bout your bros
I don't give a f*ck 'bout your tours
Your hoes, your manicure, pedicure, toes (Fantom)
I'm comin' on the block with the rocks
Twenty-inch Glocks in my socks
n*ggas keep blowin' that crazy-ass sh*t
If I go to jail, I'ma keep it locked in the sock
I got that from Ken, all of my hoes, they spend
On me all at the mall, I'm bendin' Benzes
Twenty-inch rims on my Enzos
b*tches is coming to the mall and they goin' in frenzies
Lookin' at Tory, look at my story
All of these b*tches they look at me growin' up fast like a n*gga was forty
I don't even know what I'm sayin', but tonight I'm 'bout to take y'all b*tches and have me an orgy