Free BabyEBG Freestyle lyrics

[Intro]
Yah
(f*ck is you talkin’ ‘bout?)
(2wo2imes couldn't give a damn)

[Chorus]
Huh, tell the hoes they better get some act right
Huh, we don't f*ck the same hoe from last night
We got some drank cost more than yo' coat line
She wanna f*ck then I break that hoe spine
When I was 15, man, I had my first .9
I don't talk to them n*ggas, got these n*ggas droppin' dimes
Man, I f*ck the b*tch once, I don't care if she fine
Only time I double back when the sh*t just tight
Put that sh*t on the dirt, you keep writin' through them kites
I don't care what you bang, that ain't savin' yo life
Junkiе's, they droppin' two xans in one sprite
Rich junkiе, tryna pop percs on sight
Offer me a 50 racks, catch me a flight
I don't need no co-defendant, I do all my crimes
Since I got rich, paid the shooter eight times
Man, you got the spot hot stop looking through the blinds

[Verse]
I don't give a f*ck about her, I don't care if she ain' mine
Had a bad day, caught him at the right time
16 years old, ain't no Glock, It just steyr
sh*t get scary, Michael Myers
Life was a gamble I rolled with no dice
I'on want that hoe, man I pass that hoe twice
Two at my face man, that my sacrifice
Whoa want the Glock, I'm like "Two"
I ain't see 12 come through, on god, they just popped out the blue
I know how to rob, man this sh*t in my roots
Straight out the cell then I jumped in the coupe
Straight out of prison my life is a movie
He say he finna drop who?
Got my young n*gga hanging in project in the kitchen with my b*tch whippin' pyrex
Give a f*ck 'bout a hoe, she get no text
Man, I love all my hoes on I'm just upset
She ain't do sh*t, she ain't give no neck
She gotta go, They like I'm hard, I know
Talm' 'bout some money?, let's get it, let's go
Talm' some racks, then you know I need more
Left his ass drowning, we call 'em Nemo
I'm trying go to LA, and they tryna' kick a door
LAX after I'm f*ckin' yo hoe
[Chorus]
Huh, tell the hoes they better get some act right
Huh, we don't f*ck the same hoe from last night
We got some drank cost more than yo' coat line
She wanna f*ck then I break that hoe spine
When I was 15, man, I had my first .9
I don't talk to them n*ggas, got these n*ggas droppin' dimes
Man, I f*ck the b*tch once, I don't care if she fine
Only time I double back when the sh*t just tight
Put that sh*t on the dirt, you keep writin' through them kites
I don't care what you bang, that ain't savin' yo life
Junkie's, they droppin' two xans in one sprite
Rich junkie, tryna pop percs on sight
Offer me a 50 racks, catch me a flight
I don't need no co-defendant, I do all my crimes
Since I got rich, paid the shooter eight times
Man, you got the spot hot stop looking through the blinds
(Man, you got the spot hot, stop looking through the blinds)