MIA Freestyle lyrics

[Intro: 21 Savage]
(WhatItDoFlip)
Woah, yeah
Yeah, woah

[Verse 1: 21 Savage]
Hot boy, I'm stepping in my Reeboks
Stand over that n*gga body, tryna watch him bleed out
Y'all the type of pussies me and my n*ggas like to see 'bout
.223s scrape his bottom lip and knock his teeth out

[Verse 2: 1504 MuteBaby]
Pull up to the trap with them weak-ass bags, make his ass leave out (f*ck out the trap, n*gga)
Know it's some sh*t in my blood, now this sh*t you can't even teach out (Can't even teach out)
b*tch, it's young Mute, silent shooter, chopper make him leak out
Ayy, big 4L with a young n*gga repping, yeah, that sh*t [?]

[Verse 3: 21 Savage, 21 Savage & 1504 MuteBaby]
Dodge bullets like the Matrix, you f*ck me, just don't say sh*t
My young ho want her ass done, my cougar want a face lift
No, we don't make no diss songs, we jump in cars and spray sh*t
I gave her pus*y the beats, like I was tryna get a placement
You talking 'bout them? All them n*ggas scary
Got his ass killed chasing cat, n*gga Tom and Jerry
Run off with your money, do the feature and don't ever clear it (Yeah, woah, woah)
[Verse 4: 1504 MuteBaby]
Ayy, don't call me 'bout a ho the gang hit, the gang tryna hit
Shell catcher on the side of the chop, hit they block, they ain't even see it
Watch me walk down with the stick on they block, and I bet I clear it
Got a rap n*gga ho on the side, in places she never been
Freestyling in the booth, n*gga, long live Snoop, n*gga, I don't need a pen (I don't need no pen)
Yeah, I keep that chopper when I sleep, that b*tch my f*ckin' twin (That b*tch my twin, on God)
They know young Mute worth some M's
Have my young n*ggas spray your Benz
Got two n*ggas on my mind, that's a double hat, that's a double win

[Verse 5: 21 Savage]
I'm worth eight figures
I don't smoke no Backwoods, I still smoke Swishers
Them n*ggas ain't my opps, they ass some gunshot victims
Kick up all the smoke, and I f*ck all them n*ggas' sisters
Pull up hella close, jump out the car, I'm tryna trip him
They know we known to buck the system
Long live DMX, I'm with my dog, I told him sic him
Your police ass probably wear a wire, tryna tip him

[Verse 6: 1504 MuteBaby]
Ayy, hop up out the cut like Paul George, I'm tryna clip him
Now his mama throwing a fit, she fried, that b*tch ass became a victim
All my dogs 'nem carry poles, hell nah, ain't with no [?]
Yeah, young Mute be in that booth, but he still hop out and blick
Sticked up ridin' 'round with my trues, even my driver hop out and shoot
Catch the right n*gga lacking while we lurkin', then his ass go poof
Yeah, his ass went poof, put him inside his blunt, he smoked [?]
b*tch, I recrute the shooters, leave him side his car, that's what they do, n*gga
[Verse 7: 21 Savage]
Put the car in park, show me you got heart
Your ass ain't really like that, boy, you tryna shoot from far
He slumped inside his car, we smoke him out the jar
If this was Grand Theft Auto, I would've been ran out of stars
Savage big 4L, knock him out the park, Babe Ruth
n*ggas cliquing up just 'cause they beefing with the same crew
Don't let nothing slide, treat the old beef like it's new
All my n*ggas steppers, swear we all wear the same shoes
If you at the club, then your ass better back in
Jumping out the car, tryna vallet, your ass get smashed in (Fah, fah, fah)
Got his ass, twin (Grrt, grrt, grrt)
I got his ass, twin

[Verse 8: 1504 MuteBaby]
Ayy, b*tch, I been outside, all that lurkin', I ain't seen sh*t, twin
Ayy, these n*ggas Instagram police, these n*ggas b*tches, twin
You can't beef with a n*gga who work with the feds, you ain't gon' win
Ayy, soon as you get a lil' money and fame, all this sh*t pretend
Yeah, all these hoes pretend, yeah, all these n*ggas your kin
Savage hit my line, n*gga play with my dog, then you lose your kin
b*tch, I'm Slaughter Gang sh*t 4L, I got this sh*t in my skin
Uh, got [?] catch a killer, put his ass in the wind

[Verse 9: 21 Savage]
Long live CJ, long live Lil Skinny, lotta smoke, chimney
You can't bring no ho up out me, 'cause this sh*t in me
All that acting, all that capping, n*ggas need Emmies
I don't play with kids, I ain't Disney
[Outro: 1504 MuteBaby]
Nah, n*gga, we won't play with kids, this ain't no f*ckin' Disney
Y'all remember that, n*gga, stay in your lane or we pull up bustin' brains
That's on my mama, n*gga (Yeah)
Yeah, n*gga, free my gang, f*ck your gang (Haha)
Y'all n*ggas know how young Mute ride
If I ain't got no gloves, I'll come with socks and [?] n*gga pus*y