No Smoke (Freestyle)

F*ck nigga don't won't no smoke I heard you been plottin' on Badaxx on tha low Let off some shots spin let off some mo' Beat up tha block had to throw in some bows She tell me be easy f*ckin' her slow Don't suck my d*ck lil' b*th you gotta go If you catch a body keep that on tha low Slide in a stolo when it's time to sco' Ooo, ooo, she wet like some Fiji These niggas look up to me, they wanna be me I came from nothin' you see how they treat me Free Lil' D he be clutchin" a DB Nasty lil' b*tch want to lay up and please me Boot tf up, power up like Luigi Floatin' thru traffic just me and my BG's When I hit the scene all these bad b*tches greet me They see I'm turnt up got these f*ck niggas sour I want the money, the b*tches, the power I'm tryna blow up like the twin towers Pop me a bean f*ckin' shawty fa hours Made her go home and go hop in tha shower Thuggin' alone cause these niggas be cowards She ate up my kids, my nuts she devoured Ain't been myself I keep takin' these downers Thinking out loud, this shit off the brain My mama say she think I'm goin' insane If I catch a opp, hop out and let it rain B*tch you gon die if you go against the grain Boyz in my city wanna rap for a name Wanna get with the movement and go catch a stain Tryna stay focused and stay in my lane You don't got no purpose, get caught you gon sing That's when we pull up, bang bang he didn't get away Demons out late when it's dark and it's safe Take somethin' from me and they all gotta pay One step ahead cause I know where he stay I was thirteen on tha bock flippin' treys Kick thru your door like we comin' to raid Come thru with yappas f*ck up the parade I don't sip lean no mo, just lemonade Ya patna got hit up and you ain't even spray All that internet thuggin' get you in the grave Like RIP, I'm goin' up now they notice me Now all these bad b*tches wanna blow a G Hop out the van with a 223 I'm steady rolin', fuck tha police F*ckin' a bourgeois b*tch skeetin' on tha sheets Got kicked outta school, I love runnin' tha streets Shootout at my show b*tch you ain't killin' me Imma ride round in traffic, draco on tha seat They say I'm up next waiting patiently We goin' up like major league Whoop that lil' b*tch like Jayda Lee If we spin tonight I didn't see a thing Tell her come suck on my ding-a-ling Big boy 40 can't fit in these jeans Look like a pimp how I walk with a lean P*ssy a** niggas like lettuce, they green She open up (ugh) let me get in between Stick d*ck inside her she try not to scream We havin' more guns than the f*ckin' Marines She tell me slow down, tryna let off some steam I sleep with that rod that pistol in my dreams Cock back and boom left em dead on tha scene Left em dead on tha scene Cock back and boom left em dead on tha scene Left em dead on tha scene I sleep with that rod that pistol in my dreams (Pistol in my dreams) She tell me slow down, tryna let off some steam (tryna let off some steam) YBKB... Gang, gang, gang, gang, gang