Freestyle (BlockWorktv Performance)

[Chorus]:

Like woah, you not a shooter, you tell with ya bro

You got shot by a dyke, you told

Red dot, green dot, right on his nose

And Noah got beat like Ali

I ain’t passing this blunt, you don’t smoke who I smoke

Real percs can’t go out like Dotty

Nigga, shhh, got left in the lobby

Spin through that shit with my hand on my fan

You not tough you don’t do what you say

Why these niggas tryna play with my fame

Spinning and spinning, I know where he lay

[Verse 1]:

Reverse the V just to look at his face

No attempts, I want ‘em dead

Headtap gang, now he holding his head

And I’m bumping my shit while I’m spinning through Jeff

Nigga pass me the hooka, we do em like Heff

Run up on mе and you can get left

Like glah, likе glah, I got this 30 I’m feeling like Steph

And these bitches be keeying my shit

Tint the V, you can’t see in my shit

I shoot, Dre gon shoot

100 shots, my brother go kuu

She a baddie, she hang out the sunroof

I got bread, I could buy her some bundles

Touch mine, you gon see what this gun do

Throw the beam in this bitch, Ima knock off her frontal

Like, 800K, got a switch with Glock

Ima shoot through the Gate

If I catch Lil Nesty, I do em like Wayne

Niggas broke, they be sharing chains (Like, like)

Nigga, Yus got shot in his ass

Free the Gunnaz, I’m looking for Stunna

Two drums in the V, bitch I ride with a hunnid

Can’t lack, no way, you buggin

[?] Wade, that’s my brother, I love him

Free my brothers that’s locked in that cell

Rundown, Smokey, Dolo Kev

And you know I can’t forget the rest

AT AT, Banga, Stretch

And I know what I did and I know what I said

Got some niggas, I love em to death

Clickin’ and clickin’, I think I went deaf (like)

Free Pooda, my nigga, I miss you

Too official, he blow like a whistle

Ankle breaker, he shoot off the dribble

He got aim, like Wick, won’t miss you

He not tough, he just off of a pill

You just a rapper, you don’t even drill

None of the shit you be saying is real

I’m the reason that you got that deal

Nigga got stretched, no yoga

Last opp got popped, no soda

She actin’ bad and I don’t even know her

See her sexy, like Ima bend that ass over

Big EBK, I don’t know who is you

You a dummy, the knock in ya shoe?

That shit in my pocket, I’m ready to shoot

Rule number one, like

Gotta stay with ya gun, like

Glah, Glah, Glah

You not my bitch, I just wanna get down

Off the Lotti, I think that I’m laced

If I miss, then I’m spinning around

Chase Down Gang, he get shot in his face

Fuck ya ex, man that nigga a clown

Talk on the net, he can’t say to my face

(If you don’t like me, just stay in ya lane)

(If I like it, I’m taking his chain)

(You a bitch what you do for the gang)

(Bust down rollie, can’t do Plain)

He could get beat no gang

Pull out a hunnid, I came out the bank

No liquor, I’m sipping on drink

I’m balling hard, I’m a beast in the paint

GLock, aim for his chin

No L’s, go for the win

Perc 30 or a 10

Pray to God cause I know that I sin

Need a feature? Yeah, I’m charging like ten

Bitch