Freestyle lyrics

[Intro]
Damn, damn, damn

[Verse 1]
Yeah ,yeah
Rollin' backwoods to the face
I just f*cked your b*tch all in her face, ayy
.40 Smithon Wesson all on my waist, ayy, ayy
Reach my pistol now you first 48, ayy
Now you missing without a trace, ayy
You is not on no First 48
Oh, I will leave you dead ay, hollows in your head, ayy
I got shooters, I got shooters, ayy
I got shooters, I got shooters, ayy
I got shooters
f*ck your b*tch all in her coochie yeah
This Uzi will mute you, yeah (Shut up boy)
My dirty lil' n*ggas will do ya
My DC n*ggas dirty doing
What are you pursuing, ayy, ayy, ayy
Lil Uzi be 'Rari coupin', ayy
Yeah, I f*ck all these b*tches with no condoms, ayy
I might end up f*cking your mama, ayy
Everything I got is designer, yeah
I'm tryna f*ck on your mama, yeah
Please let me f*ck on your mama, yeah
Blowing up the scene like I'm Osama, yeah
I got that chopper yeah, boy you is an opper, yeah
You talking to 12, aye, boy this chopper give you hell, ayy
Diplomats you smoke with hellrats, ayy
Boy this chopper give you hell, ayy
Boy you better chill, ayy
Diamond grill its on chill
Taking Xanny on my pill, ayy
Boy, you got a pill, ayy
AK banana clip with active peel yeah
My girl black hair brazilian
My crib bigger than a building
All you lil' boys is my children
Oh my God, what is this feeling?
Never had this much money (Oh my God)
So I'm counting all this money (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Her pus*y is sweet like honey, boy, you is so bummy
She sniff that coke til her nose runny
Can't no f*ck n*gga run me
All these b*tches now they love me
Yeah don't put nothing above me
Don't put nothing above me