Ooouuu Freestyle lyrics

[Intro]
They say your mixtape sound like an album
You take the beat and you ride it like it's a stallion
These hoes see you in the game like Spalding
Like Spalding

[Verse]
Showtime and I'm showing off in the Bent' truck with my cell on
Giving n*gga that call back I bet he moan deeper than a baratone
I'm a rich girl, not a mixed girl
Keep brown hoes in my mustang
Let's count it up, Lil Uzi Vert in this money longer than a bus chain
All aboard on my di*k now and I wonder how does my name taste
Tell 'em hoes they dried up, and my neck wetter than a great lake
Hating on me ain't good for you
I thumb through it, no catalog
Just playing with it like a paddle board
These sick b*tches need adderall
f*ck n*ggas, get money, be the best, Lil Wayne
Gang time, say the word, in the field, Notre Dame
Know the game like blackjack
n*ggas lookin' for a clapback
n*ggas lookin' for a clapback, till I run into 'em and they backtrack
Checking into the Days Inn, no days off for that Audemar
Ain't wait for no n*gga yet, 'cause these n*ggas goofy like Kevin Hart
Voicemail full of voicemails and her man sounds so thirsty
I'm a boss b*tch and when I talk sh*t I make 'em jump for me like a (?)
It's Hercules when I flex now
Ain't sh*t free but a freestyle
That's 10k for that 16
We flip a n*gga, no back spring
And I spit realer than most of y'all
People on me like a poster wall
Easy bars no seminars
Your n*gga like it like [?], ugh
Thinking of being the GOAT
n*ggas lookin' at me like I'm the last hope, ugh
Well, thinkin' of being the GOAT, GOAT
We got forever they thought that sh*t was a joke
You b*tches lied and I'm stronger than Jack and coke
I'm feeling right 'cause I'm turning up off the Henn'
Feelin' like it's gon' be one of them
I switch flows Derek Rose we out in New York
Green bills, with my mills, need a salad fork
The top fade when I drive left
I'm just on another scale that's a treble clef
I'm in the city bumping Young MA
Might pass a n*gga head like he Yung Joc
No, that sh*t gotta go
Fame for this cash 'cause I splash on 'em daily
Ain't shakin' hands with these hoes 'cause they shakey
These b*tches panick when they see me coming
Usain Bolt, I got 'em all running
Tink G with the recipe
And if you got a budget, I got melodies
Yeah, I'm in the zone
This the type of sh*t they can't get on
Alexander McQueen and the shoes Valentino
Grams in the wood and they stuff like burritos
Hop in the [?] and now I'm higher than a spaceship
Running with the stars