Freestyle (feat. ILL Misfit)

(Bitch, ayye) (Bitch, ayye) (Hold on, ayye) (Freestyle shit, stay wild shit man) (You already know how the fuck we rockin' man, fuck Is you talkin' bout) (Hold on, aye) (Hold on, aye, aye) (Aye, ay, uh) (Aye, ay, uh) (Okay, man) (I'ma let my nigga Squeeze go first) (Aye man, aye man, tell 'em what you, tell 'em Watchu on mane) Made sure that they seen me suffer Been hard to recover, but now I'm just comin' out tougher Could never lie to my mother Ain't get to say bye to my brother, we slide on another Lil' pussy who rappin' and totin' a blick Cause when he be out he ain't rollin' with shit I got two Ks, I'm controllin' the sticks Bro sippin' drank he gon' pour up a fifth Dope in the whip They scary and dodgin' the work like they not gon' show up for shifts Close up with hits We don't do drive-bys, walk up on opps and blow hollow tips Swallow the clip When I say I'm talkin' bout presidents, I do not mean politics Bag full of tricks, play your cards right or get hit with a mac and get smacked by a sig I got a mystery up in this van but nah I ain't rollin' with Scooby Me and Lil Misfit hop out the whip and we ridin' like Max is with Ruby I am not actin' when I'm on the scene, we shootin' these clips like a movie Shit is a warzone, when we come droppin', I swear that it ain't Call of Duty I send his dog in the sky with the birds and he flyin', you'd think that he Snoopy They all be trippin' and thinkin' I care, but I'm not to judge 'em like Judy Why would I mind 'em, or waste my time, they rent cost the same as my Louis Shoot with a .45, cross then it's go time, I probably look like I'm 23 Fuck out my DM's Always hatin' on Lil Squeezy, wanna be 'em When they see 'em Keep it pushin', head down, cause he a demon And they sleepin' While I'm grindin' from the A.M. to the P.M Ain't no cheatin' I'ma get my shit legit, I'm paper creeping (uh) Hit the corner store Cop me a Faygo, then I hit the show Forty deep Squeezy got his pole, but you already know Pussy sweet, niggas think we hoe, tell him hit the road Drop a verse, then I smoke a O, cause I'm fuckin' cold Fuck the peace, finna cause some havoc if he actin' bold Yeah my soul I never sold Me blowin' up, inevitable My bitch call me incredible The block call me impeccable Bleed out your whole avenue, then take your shit for revenue Switch up I could never do, some of y'all is questionable… But I ain't gon' say no names though Niggas tryna take my main flow, niggas tryna take my main hoe Niggas with that lil' same score, hawk down in my range hoe Hawk down with his gang hoe, whip me a nigga like Jango Snatch me a lil' nigga chain hoe, Lil' Misfit usin' that pain flow (Bitch, ayye) (Bitch, ayye) (Bitch, ayye) (Freestyle shit, mane) (Me and my nigga Squeeze, came to freestyle for you motherfuckin' fuck ass niggas) (Bitch ass niggas) (Fuck you talkin' bout nigga) (Talkin' my shit on the track Nigga fuck is you talkin' bout niggas) (Niggas can't talk with they bitch ass to me) (Gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang Gang, gang) (Ah, hah)