10:51 Freestyle lyrics

[Intro]
(Damn, Drako, you made this?)
Alright (Yo, Fox, why you so godly, cuz?)
Free my hood, n*gga, f*ck your hood, n*gga
I'm still on the Ave where it's all good, n*gga
Tell the opps post they side, we gon' pull up and kill all they ass, n*gga (Alright, come on)
For real, alright

[Verse 1]
No, I don't hang with no pussies (You know that), you wanna be gang, you gotta go catch you a body (Okay)
I know that I'm finna be rich, but I still wanna slide, I'm sorry, I just can't stop it (Okay)
The b*tch was halfway naked, kicked her right out of the room, b*tch, get dressed in the lobby (Okay)
Made the b*tch get off the Perc' and pull up her skirt, now we f*ckin' like Whitney and Bobby (Okay)
You don't wanna f*ck with my opps, that's how you get shot, 'cause killin' them n*ggas my hobby (For real)
I don't wanna come off c*cky, but n*ggas my sons, whatever I do, thеy copy (The f*ck?)
I'm up in the hills countin' a couple of M's with a bad b*tch callin' mе papi
I'm sh*ttin' on n*ggas, that's why most of 'em mad, somebody go get me a potty
I'm havin' my way, n*gga, I'll f*ck off your pay, whatever I want, I cop it (Okay)
But I'm ready to shoot, Glocks don't come with no safety, and n*gga, I don't gotta c*ck it
She know not to touch my phone, she ain't gon' be able to eat, so I don't gotta lock it (Her dumb ass)
I'm twistin' and turnin' the b*tch, I f*cked her so good, I'm treatin' this b*tch like a Bop It (Okay)

[Chorus]
She eatin' my di*k like steak, I'm callin' her bae, she treatin' my sh*t like hibachi (Okay, okay, okay)
b*tch, this a brand-new Glock with twenty-two shots, what the f*ck I look like boxin'? (Alright)
Bounced out on him, his b*tch ass dropped his bag, we caught his dumb ass goin' shoppin' (Alright, b*tch ass)
b*tch, this a Trackhawk Jeep in a high-speed chase, what the f*ck we look like stoppin'? (Okay, dumbass)
[Verse 2]
Me and Lil Three locked in, b*tch, free my brother, whenever he rollin', I'm rockin' (You know that)
We pulled up on him, he ain't have nowhere to go, we got his lil' dumb ass boxed in (Yeah)
I know me a whole bunch of killers, but Killa and Drilla, them two n*ggas up in my top ten
And he comin' right through the back door, he thinkin' he low, so f*ck it, I'm lettin' the fox in
Wherever I go, I'm poppin', I dropped "On Deck" and, b*tch, I took off like a rocket (Okay)
Playin' with Toss Gang so stupid, n*gga, you better off stickin' a fork in a socket (Dumbass)
We was shakin' him down, n*gga, I was so damn thirsty, I damn near snatched off his pocket (Okay)
Dog sh*t on me, n*gga, I can't even fold it, this sh*t too big for a wallet (Okay)
b*tch, is we f*ckin' or not? She playin' kitty games, dropped her ass off at Lil Folly (Come on)
n*ggas be too damn tender, I followed this ho and this b*tch-ass n*gga done blocked me (The f*ck?)
That n*gga didn't bust his fire when it went down, no cap, that n*gga is not me
I need me some new damn opps, when he got popped up, that n*gga said, "Vonno shot me" (f*ckin' rat)

[Chorus]
She eatin' my di*k like steak, I'm callin' her bae, she treatin' my sh*t like hibachi (Alright, alright, okay)
b*tch, this a brand-new Glock with twenty-two shots, what the f*ck I look like boxin'? (Okay, okay, okay, okay)
Bounced out on him, his b*tch ass dropped his bag, we caught his dumb ass goin' shoppin' (Alright, okay, b*tch ass)
b*tch, this a Trackhawk Jeep in a high-speed chase, what the f*ck we look like stoppin'? (Okay, okay, dumbass)

[Outro]
Alright, n*gga, free my hood, n*gga, f*ck your hood, n*gga
We'll come extort your hood, n*gga
I'm still on the Ave where it's all good, n*gga
Tell the opps drop they lo', we gon' pull up and kill all they ass, man
Free them drivers, free the murderers, n*gga
Free Three, n*gga, free Famous, n*gga, free the whole TG, n*gga, f*ck it