Kreepin Through The Streetz Freestyle lyrics

[Intro]
Big Za
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, man, swear to God, real street n*gga, huh? (Dxnte, you snapped on this one)
Huh?

[Verse]
I was bad as f*ck in school, now I'm tryna dodge a sentence
Just walked out the Lanvin store, pair of shoes, twelve-fifty
You wanna boss up your life? All you gotta do is get in with me
I don't even pay to get in the club, they know I'm a walkin' ticket
I'm presidential leavin' the club, we ain't stoppin' at no lights
You wanna be a boss, you gotta pay the price
Left wrist on frost, look like a bag of ice
I'm drivin' the Bentley Bentayga like I don't love my life
I'm in that thing shiftin' and I'm lane-switchin'
b*tch, it's Big Za, I'ma stand on straight business
Dunkin' on n*ggas' ass like Blake Griffin
He keep talkin', bro gon' leave his face missing
Bae, these Off-White, these ain't no Huaraches
Bad b*tch, fiftieth floor, eatin' hibachi
I got ten missed calls, all my b*tches mad at me
Valet park Designer District, I'm goin' straight to Gallery
Juggs fiendin', yep
Phone ringin', yep
n*ggas hatin', yep
Jewelry blingin', yep