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003 Freestyle
by Yung Mae
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You ain't slick, you ain't slick, bitch I'm talking ignorant
Shoot the shot, I won't miss, Kyle korver 26
She got 19 bodies, COVID, two door coupe, stole it
Drunk, can't control it, I'm up and you oppose it
Bitch, switching flows, chasing bags like I got some more
People mad about my actions, that's just how things have to go
I'm so down on my toes, kinda hard things been low
We get older every day, that's just how life has to go
Talking shit, it gets passed around, I find you six feet down
Too much drip, you will drown, you hit women, Chris Brown
Casket coming
Inbound,
Funeral service, in town
You talking too much shit, better watch your fucking mouth
All that jewelry on your neck, man you looking like Madonna
Talking loud, you don't want to smoke like a sauna
I love these capping haters shit I feel like Rihanna
She get on her knees and she giving me trauma
Rushing at the wrong ones, the outcome will be bad, huh
Money is a give or take, I still get it fast, huh
I don't need to brag but my bags be filled with cash
It's all cap when you talk trash, you out here catching tags
I do my own thing, y'all be out here folding backwards
Popping out the cut, like a bookmark in the chapter
Copped an all white coupe, yeah you know I'm moving faster
If you still need some answers, you can take it up with pastor bitch
What? I don't care if you got the digits
People switching up, they be out here burning britches
Yeah, yeah, this sky is my limit
I'm still stepping on my checklist, y'all be stressing on your pivot
You ain't slick, you ain't slick, bitch I'm talking ignorant
Shoot the shot, I won't miss, Kyle korver 26
She got 19 bodies, COVID, two door coupe, stole it
Drunk, can't control it, I'm up and you oppose it
Bitch, switching flows, chasing bags like I got some more
People mad about my actions, that's just how things have to go
I'm so down on my toes, kinda hard things been low
We get older every day, that's just how life has to go
Talking shit, it gets passed around, I find you six feet down
Too much drip, you will drown, you hit women, Chris Brown
Casket coming
Inbound,
Funeral service, in town
You talking too much shit, better watch your fucking mouth
All that jewelry on your neck, man you looking like Madonna
Talking loud, you don't want to smoke like a sauna
I love these capping haters shit I feel like Rihanna
She get on her knees and she giving me trauma
Rushing at the wrong ones, the outcome will be bad, huh
Money is a give or take, I still get it fast, huh
I don't need to brag but my bags be filled with cash
It's all cap when you talk trash, you out here catching tags
I do my own thing, y'all be out here folding backwards
Popping out the cut, like a bookmark in the chapter
Copped an all white coupe, yeah you know I'm moving faster
If you still need some answers, you can take it up with pastor bitch
What? I don't care if you got the digits
People switching up, they be out here burning britches
Yeah, yeah, this sky is my limit
I'm still stepping on my checklist, y'all be stressing on your pivot