Text Freestyle lyrics

[Intro]
And i can’t tell the truth
So… it’s over
You gon' die! f*ck? we got gun's too!
Didn't i tell you? didn’t i tell you?
Yeah we got gun's too, what you tryna say?
Uh, uh
Like we got stick's and—
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Let’s go…

[Verse]
Brodie got that fye it shoot like Ja Morant
(Like Ja Morant)
I can’t f*ck that ho', cause she got me banned
I’m wit' killjae, b*tch swerving in that f*cking Lexus
Way too f*cking high, i can’t even read yo' text's
Yeah I know she want me cause i’m up next
And i’m counting all these stripe's i don’t evеn gotta flex
47, got that Tec
Drop a bag up on yo' head
WG, In this sh*t, pull up lеave 'em dead
WG, b*tch i might just tat it on my chest
Had to tell her “back up” she keep kissing on my neck
Drive a VA engine i'on gotta fret
He don’t even got no gun he keep thinking he a threat
If you talking down on Henchmob, bullets at his chest
b*tch i’m feeling like i’m LeBron, but i can’t get swept
And i’m steady ducking fed's, hold up let me book this left
I been swerving all day, told her “I just need some rest”