Freestyle Part 4 lyrics

[Intro: Louie V]
Bigger than a limo hann
b*tches get low like limbo hann
And that corner when we bend slow
Yeah we ridin' in the Benz ho
600

[Lil Snupe]
And that corner when we bend slow
These pus*y n*ggas police Carl Winslow
My n*ggas got it I swear to god that we realest
Really f*ckin' them killers we really got them packers
We runnin' with straight gorillas
Hottest youngest I been about that cheese n*gga
I'm happy that I just made it I'm really free n*gga
But I got some n*ggas in the feds
And I got some n*ggas who really waiting on a letter really from me n*gga
Everything that I spit is classic like a caprice n*gga
b*tches wishin' that she could get under my sheets n*gga
Everybody know that I'm the hottest
b*tches steady dialing
No they don't, they really wanna really come and f*ck with me n*gga
Dreamchasers b*tch I'm bout the paper
If you ain't bout no paper f*ck it I'll see you later
These pus*y n*ggas local
Swear that I'm major
You n*ggas game gettin' old like a f*ckin' saber
Me and Louie V n*gga headed to TV
n*gga everybody know I'm hot as B.E.T
Every battle that I get I'mma kill that sh*t
But I even a battle rapper, beats I feel that sh*t
Every album that I drop my sh*t it'll never flop
Everybody know about Lil Snupe man my sh*t is hot
Louisiana is my muthaf*ckin' state
It's on my f*ckin' back and I carry my own
[Hook: Louie V]
Said we just gettin money now
Put a hook in this b*tch right quick
Right quick right quick

[Lil Snupe]
17 years old swag game cold
b*tches wanna get with me they already know that I'm young n*gga but every b*tch that I f*ck with is old
Woah, woah, b*tches say woah
I pop my collar bout my dollar
'Bout no dollar then don't holla
b*tch already know bout me
b*tch you gon' have to show bout me
di*k game retarded
b*tches yeah we coming thru them forgiens
b*tches I stunt like I walk in Louisana
b*tches already know I'm high yeah I'm fly it is I oh my gosh I'm that guy
I hang with them old school fools
I put that f*ckin' pump to your tougue like them old school shoes
Hot youngin' b*tch I'm hot youngin'
b*tch I'm bout the money b*tch I'm bout the money
Said Nintendo stomp ya ass in my muf*ckin' Timbos
Everybody know got this sh*t got this sh*t
n*ggas I roll with bout this sh*t
Everybody know we on a f*ckin' ab
And holla if you want bars of the tabs
b*tches hit me all on my Facebook
Really really tryna see how my b*tch face look
Cause she already know that I put that di*k up in her f*ckin' face
Next time she see me her face shook
Oh walk up in the f*ckin game
b*tches grabbing on my clothes wanna get my thang
Grabbing on my necklace b*tch look at my chain
Let me talk you home and just beat it out the frame
Man my swag game stupid b*tches yeah they groupies
Come up to my crib with Dru Major make a movie
Yeah I show you just how we could do it
Ain't goin' in yo booty just yo mouth and yo coochie
(x4)
You used to play games
But now that I got money
You don't even act the same

(x3)
I send this out to my X b*tch
Why she worryin' bout my next b*tch
Steady goin' on my Facebook
Tryna see how my b*tch face look