Free Wop lyrics

Looking like I hit a lick, these b*tches ain't living right
Im shining you ain't in this sh*t
My neck my diamonds ears and fist
Wrist water Charger spoiler hell got [?]
She pursuit to be model and my pockets full of gwalla
[?] can't even fit in my account
Im smokin that sh*t up out the Ounce, I got em in I got em out
Close the door we sinking in
European Blue painted Benz gettin up out the SL now meet at the marathon in 10
Im on a money mission push start no key ignition
I got em right now n*gga you know the prices cheaper
Im in the streets right now and you was you never found
Im in the Magic City b*tches throwing that ass around
And you wasn't in the streets and you can't keep G
And everything i got right here these bands right here for free
I ran off on yo cousin and then I catch yo buddy and then I f*ck yo b*tch and then I talk to her sl*tty
One thing about this sh*t bout me n*gga ion trust these n*ggas
One thing about me n*gga Bankroll yea yea I bust these n*ggas
One thing about me yea I stay to myself ion really f*ck with these n*ggas, ion really f*ck with these n*ggas, I ain't come up with these n*ggas
Butterfly on my go kart when I was a young n*gga
Now i gotta supercharger on it yea it hum n*gga
Wad a whole 30 bands n*gga here I come n*gga
And we couldn't find you n*ggas, better find that skrilla
I was f*cking top notch b*tches when i was a 1,000 dollar n*gga
Now in the penthouse n*gga with a 100,000 with me
You a broke ass n*gga with a 100,000 wishes
My bad ass used to be bad my momma would whoop my ass with switches
You know my got damn kids you they had to gon get it
A lotta these pus*y ass n*ggas in a hating position
A lotta these b*tch ass n*ggas dont know you hating from a distance
Ima put that scope on a motherf*cker so i won't miss him
Ion want no lobster today b*tch I want some chicken
And while that fat b*tch at it b*tch go eat you some [?]
These n*ggas slick snitchin, gangbangin, set tripping
Soon as that n*gga seen that pistol boy he turnt christian
These social network working n*ggas worst then worst then b*tches
n*ggas bitin my got damn swag aye n*gga come and let me get it
These n*ggas falling out bout these hoes, these b*tches ain't worth a penny
These n*gga fallout bout b*tches, you a idiot if you f*cking did it
(Damn I just gave that hoe 2000 bruh) What the f*ck you gettin? All this free pus*y round this world n*gga who the f*ck you hittin?
Better sweet talk them b*tches, dont pillow talk to b*tches, dont drop salt on n*ggas that sh*t there ain't official
We she unzipped the zipper thats when she seent the pickle
I rap about what's going on to all my new listeners
All my friends dead and gone or they some damn prisoners they say family dont write em or dont even come and vist em