Charlotte Freestyle
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(Mmm, Manny) Blrrrd, blrrrd Free Sheisty Big Blrrrd Sick of smokin' this dead ass nigga, f*ck the past Speakin' up on my nigga so don't ask me how he passed This fake gangsta shit be cool to a nigga get on yo' ass Eighty racks up on me now big ol' .40 a extra mag Got rich off Glad bags, quick to send ya ho to the store Go get the J, get fresh just to post up and sell my dope Might park the C8 in the hood and go rock out a show I'm the type of nigga when it's hot wear Moncler like it's cold Mane f*ck all of these hoes, ayy, these bitches just want my earnings Most of these bitches broke, damn near all of these bitches burnin' Seen my money start to slow up, yo' back quickly start to turnin' Now I'm up again and you back in my face talm' 'bout I earned it I get money with the dealer, hang with killers love the takers Just po'd a four sittin' on the flo' on the West coast watchin' the Lakers I threw a Perc' back with no drink hit the Wock' raw like it's a chaser Every time I think ,bout goin' broke I go buy me another acre Sick of smokin' this dead ass nigga, f*ck the past Speakin' up on my nigga so don't ask me how he passed This fake gangsta shit be cool to a nigga get on yo' ass Eighty racks up on me now big ol' .40 a extra mag Got rich off Glad bags, quick to send ya ho to the store Go get the J, get fresh just to post up and sell my dope Might park the C8 in the hood and go rock out a show I'm the type of nigga when it's hot wear Moncler like it's cold What you know 'bout six attempts and 'bout four bodies in one summer? Stay with killas, Glocks and choppas every state, that's on my mama Bank account got seven numbers, one decimal and two commas When you see me you see money, guns, a lot of marijuana Can't forget Percs and Keshana, and Wock' part of my persona Left the house in my VLONE shirt, take off that cheap ass jumper That shit make me look bad, huh, bae, here go some lil' cash Go shoppin' and stop by the hood, bring me a ounce of gas Sick of smokin' this dead ass nigga, f*ck the past Speakin' up on my nigga so don't ask me how he passed This fake gangsta shit be cool to a nigga get on yo' ass Eighty racks up on me now big ol' .40 a extra mag Got rich off Glad bags, quick to send ya ho to the store Go get the J, get fresh just to post up and sell my dope Might park the C8 in the hood and go rock out a show I'm the type of nigga when it's hot wear Moncler like it's cold Blrrrd, blrrrd, blrrrd, blrrrd
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Written by: Imanuel Cooper, Rodney Wright
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