tink – ooouuu freestyle lyrics
[intro]
they say your mixtape sound like an alb-m
you take the beat and you ride it like it’s a stallion
these hoes see you in the game like spalding
like spalding
[verse]
showtime and i’m showing off in the bent’ truck with my cell on
giving n-gg- that call back i bet he moan deeper than a baratone
i’m a rich girl, not a mixed girl
keep brown hoes in my mustang
let’s count it up, lil uzi vert in this money longer than a bus chain
all aboard on my d-ck now and i wonder how does my name taste
tell ’em hoes they dried up, and my neck wetter than a great lake
hating on me ain’t good for you
i thumb through it, no catalog
just playing with it like a paddle board
these sick b-tches need adderall
f-ck n-gg-s, get money, be the best, lil wayne
gang time, say the word, in the field, notre dame
know the game like blackjack
n-gg-s lookin’ for a clapback
n-gg-s lookin’ for a clapback, till i run into ’em and they backtrack
checking into the days inn, no days off for that audemar
ain’t wait for no n-gg- yet, ’cause these n-gg-s goofy like kevin hart
voicemail full of voicemails and her man sounds so thirsty
i’m a boss b-tch and when i talk sh-t i make ’em jump for me like a (?)
it’s hercules when i flex now
ain’t sh-t free but a freestyle
that’s 10k for that 16
we flip a n-gg-, no back spring
and i spit realer than most of y’all
people on me like a poster wall
easy bars no seminars
your n-gg- like it like [?], ugh
thinking of being the goat
n-gg-s lookin’ at me like i’m the last hope, ugh
well, thinkin’ of being the goat, goat
we got forever they thought that sh-t was a joke
you b-tches lied and i’m stronger than jack and c-ke
i’m feeling right ’cause i’m turning up off the henn’
feelin’ like it’s gon’ be one of them
i switch flows derek rose we out in new york
green bills, with my mills, need a salad fork
the top fade when i drive left
i’m just on another scale that’s a treble clef
i’m in the city b-mping young ma
might p-ss a n-gg- head like he yung joc
no, that sh-t gotta go
fame for this cash ’cause i splash on ’em daily
ain’t shakin’ hands with these hoes ’cause they shakey
these b-tches panick when they see me coming
usain bolt, i got ’em all running
tink g with the recipe
and if you got a budget, i got melodies
yeah, i’m in the zone
this the type of sh-t they can’t get on
alexander mcqueen and the shoes valentino
grams in the wood and they stuff like burritos
hop in the [?] and now i’m higher than a sp-ceship
running with the stars
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