Mr. 1 Take (Freestyle) lyrics
by Stunna 4 Vegas
[Intro]
Chophouze on the track
4X, yeah
Jay, this what they wanted, right?
Slatt
f*ck a n*gga
Four-eighty get this sh*t the Glow way
Big 4X, uh
Rich
[Verse]
I hop on this b*tch and lose it
My booking number boomin'
Young n*gga, I just f*cked a cougar
I’m up and at it early like a rooster (Racks)
These n*ggas stealing, boosters
Running off with my sauce, these n*ggas my students
Lil' n*gga you lame, Buford
That Glock on my hip lil' b*tch I ain’t scared to use it
Is you stupid? f*ck you think I got it for
It sound like I taught y'all n*ggas how to flow
I hit that nat, then I gotta go
Get to that bag I got them meat rolls
Can't find him it's on his people
We got more gas then a Texaco
He wanted the fire I gave him the regular
Back-ends, I'm counting several
This sh*t getting too hectic
b*tch suck my di*k like I'm special
Play with my name and them dogs gone fetch you
Lay in his bush, no Reggie
Me and Slime, Boosie, and Webbie
We send him up if he test me
He say he gone touch me he flexing
I walk in BOA smelling like gas
I'm finna walk out with them racks
Diss me he don't get a pass
When we see you we bussin’ yo ass
New Jeep put in sport, I’m blowing dope on the highway doing the dash
I'm putting racks in my stash
Put money on all you n*ggas ’till I'm down on my last
And I mean it
Can't kiss you, you catching my semen
I'm hot like the sun phoenix
Big racks my pockets on Cletus
I go blow off three racks on sneakers
Or get you whacked off it’s cheaper
I'm up on you n*ggas we not equal
f*ck it, I just went up on my features
Ten bands on a Friday, you ain't make that in five days
Put that iron on him, he look at me sideways
My lil' n*gga do whatever I say
This sh*t too easy, I mister one take
She eat the di*k, no first date
I do a hoe the worst way
Lil' thot in my DM like I want a percy
I gave her a thirty
She gave me head for thirty
Minutes straight, good brain, she nerdy
Fresh as f*ck, I used to be dirty
I remember that hoe used to curve me
Now she want di*k, she ain't worthy
You ain't getting no money, what's yo' purpose
A n*gga f*cking with me, where he at, I'm searching
[Outro]
Ha, it's 4X, uh
Nah, I ain't signed
I still ride with iron
No nine to five
We still slide
Where you reside
Ha, 4X, b*tch