Mrs. Right Freestyle lyrics

[Verse 1]
That n*gga talk down, I'ma catch him
Touchdown, n*gga, I feel like I'm Odell
I'm only fifteen with a mothaf*ckin bag
n*gga, I'm not signing no deal
Shawty wanna pull up on me, send the addy
I told her it's [?]
He tried to sneak diss so we finna break his ass off like a mothaf*ckin toenail
Acrylic
I'm leveling up, I'm not talking 'bout P4
I don't even know you, what you on yo knees for?
I can't even drop but I'm inside a drop-top whipping that hoe and I don't need a repoll
How many hoes? I told him it's Cinco
I don't wanna see you, I don't wanna link hoe
Ran me some bands now I got me a watch
I think just for the weather, I'm buying a mink coat
That piece of sh*t atrocious, Uh lil’ hoe witch
Hocus Pocus Uh
Shoutout Luis but these n*ggas is dumb as hell
If they really think I wrote this
Double four, n*gga focus uh
Big clip, it's enormous
That hoе, an annoyance
Stay afloat, n*gga [?]
I got a PJ to take me to Swеdish so I can [?]
I got a choppa It came with a beam and I'm really just ready to point it
That n*gga thinking he nice, We heard his sh*t and lil’ n*gga we got disappointed
That n*gga thought he was something
So my shooters give him a check up, no doctors disappointment
[Outro]
I stay with the gang on the block
Hit him with the choppa, make him milly rock
You f*ckin with her? You f*ckin with a thot
[?]
We see what we want, we pull up to yo spot
They calling me Gunna, how I make it hot
We run up on him and see that n*gga drop
Boy look at yo numbers, see your music flop
Bleh!