#HURRICANEFREESTYLE lyrics

[Verse 1]
Hurricane twist like a Beyblade (twist)
I'm pullin' up, time to vacate (ugh)
I got coke in my nose make me crazy (aye)
I f*ck on your b*tch, she a lady (ugh)
I f*ck on your system, ye, I don't miss 'em
Ye, b*tch, now listen, don't play the victim
'Cause You're not in that position (aye)
Get shot in da lot got a mission (aye)
I run up the spot with a pistol (aye)
The feds wanna catch me, no prison (aye)
f*ck on dat b*tch, make her wet
Feelin' like sh*t, smoke a cigarette
I got the drip, waterfall
I'm ballin', lil b*tch, but no basketball

[Interlude]
Raze: Hol' up, hol' up, your b*tch is callin'
Raze : What?
b*tch: Ay, raze, you got time for me?
Raze: Of course, whatchu want?
b*tch: I want a child or three
Raze: WHAT?!

[Verse 2]
Aye, poppin' these Xans
Sippin' on codeine, I hope out the 40
And I'on wanna talk to this b*tch, you don't know me
And I'on wanna talk about mo'f*ckin' dody (aye)
I'on got no time for these hoes
Trappin' real hard, buyin' clothes
Goin' deep, ten lines in my nose
Pourin' up real lean, comatose
b*tch I'm so deadly, shoutout to NAAXY
I f*ck your b*tch and she callin' me daddy
Skr, skr, in a whip, no rally
Ele 'n me, all track so heavy
S/O ZYROM, this beat so nasty
Icy and me pullin' up in a chevy (huh)
HAHAHAHA WOAH WOAH b*tch