Spazz Out Freestyle
Fre$h Jack$on
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Hey, hey, Paula Son tatted on my chest That's a dollar sign, not an S I crack a smile when I sign my checks Them niggas lyin', they sayin' they next I ain't pullin' over no bitch I don't trust no ho, so I came wit my stick You ain't seen a nigga do it like this Kobe Bryant gang, i ain't never gon' switch I'm with the same gang, throwin' bunnies And I'm still the bad guy in this bitch Nothin' but red tips in this clip I swear to God, my OG crip I shot my shot on her lips You might get shot if I come off the hip My lil' shawty talkin' bout takin' a trip He say he's up, I might send him a lift I'm bout' to go skip the line I hopped out that bitch with that nine Shawty fine, but I know she ain't mine I'm spendin' time, but she won't get a dime Yeah, if I'm lyin', I'm flyin Ten toes down, still on the grind I told that bitch, don't be wastin' my time Throwin' shade, they ain't takin' my shine I think I'm the best in the city And most of them niggas need titties I swear to God, I know that they bitches And the blic in my bridge is ridiculous Yeah, I might get your bitch a Fendi bag Let her know that I'm really that I know I'm makin' them really mad I could spend it, then go get it, back I could show out with this rappin' shit Get that boy gone like a magic trick She gave it to me, so I had to hit Tell me how you mad when you had the bitch Them niggas lame, they ain't havin' shit She left tellin' me I'm talented Yeah, I'ma shoot her like Jimmer Fredette You can go tell them lil' niggas I'm next Won't next, stand up under the net I won't shoot at nothin' under the neck I know she comin' for sex Free Honeycomb, I'm Dat, yeah I'm fresh and I might be a little conceited I was strapped up, but I didn't even need it I remember hittin' that bitch in the Beamer She got mad when I told her I'm single Calm down, baby, hold your horses I caught her on the way home, abortion I know that nigga can't even afford it Me, I did it all in some forces If that boy play, I'ma torch him I'm fresh with her, dry like a Porsche Damn it, I was just tryin' to be cordial Now I'm gone like I entered the portal F*ck them niggas, let them know I'm immortal And I quarterback the pack like I'm Bortles She a dime, but she won't get a quarter Cheaper to leave her, and I can't afford her Nah, don't be thinkin' you hard I'll get you rolled in a gar Thrown in the trunk, then blow up the car They lookin' for me, but I'm chillin' on Mars
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