mozzy - anti freestyle lyrics
[verse 1: mozzy]
child of the trenches, i’m a gang member
vvs, frostbites on the chain, n-gga
walk up on him, introduce the k n-gga
like a blood where i’m from, what he say, n-gga?
i sold onions at the market with my tre n-ggas
and respect the dope fiends, i used to stay with him
you know the usalama on ’em, gotta stay with him
knock ya stupid -ss down, try to play with him
my n-ggas in the streets, really out the trenches
we up and poppin’ n-ggas, f-ck the opposition
we up and poppin’ n-ggas, f-ck the opposition
leave your facials half full, very optimistic
i’m not listening, rock glistening
ask yo b-tch about the mozzy, we the top n-ggas
we poppin’ up at all these shows just to pop n-ggas
i don’t adopt, n-ggas, you are not squad, n-gga
[chorus: yhung t.o.]
and that’s why i gotta keep a ratchet, bad b-tch
work two jobs and get taxes
bought a new glock, hold 30, like a plasma
all she want is two things, back shots and back rubs
and oh i, oh i
i’m that n-gga that’ll do that
and oh i can’t lie, love the way that you move that
you know, know i
get that check and move through that
got one clip, two clips, n-ggas know i can shoot that stick
[verse 2: slimmy b]
mcm backpack, lil n-gga back back
f-ck where there -ss at, b-tch, where that cash at?
ride when we smoking, lil dope, we don’t mash that
any sucker n-gga sliding through getting clapped out
house l!ck, we running through that b-tch like it’s fast track
remember all them days i was broke, but i’m past that
get the job done when i’m busting, i don’t backtrack
hit his glock with them chops out like it’s baghdad
shooter like mad max, leave a n-gga stretched out
all headshots dumb n-gga, put that vest down
beat the p-ssy up like a young n-gga fresh out
thugging with them tec’s out, i’ll bring them jets out
n-ggas up on the kid, i’ll bust a n-gga head
seven point six twos knockin’ off a n-gga’s dreads
money on my mind, all i think about bread
and tell your b-tch get off my d-ck, she keeps tryna give me head
a bunch of young n-ggas sick with it like 40
350 yeezy boosts, n-gga these ain’t roshes
on my bag flow, i’m tryna bust down a rollie
my son, mom everything, i treat ’em like a trophy
pour two fours of that that yellow, no kobe
got og’s that’ll still shoot like gin0bili
a band for my coat like i live where the snow be
b-tch i’m from the crest where sh-t gets funky, n-gga
[chorus: yhung t.o.]
and that’s why i gotta keep a ratchet, bad b-tch
work two jobs and get taxes
bought a new glock, hold 30, like a plasma
all she want is two things, back shots and back rubs
and oh i, oh i
i’m that n-gga that’ll do that
and oh i can’t lie, love the way that you move that
you know, know i
get that check and move through that
got one clip, two clips, n-ggas know i keep two straps
[verse 3: yhung t.o.]
and that’s why, i’m so anti, anti
can’t trust these b-tches, no cannot, cannot, oh
and i, and i
always keep some shooters on standby, standby, no
you f-ckin’ with a savage
still remember days i ain’t have sh-t
everything designer, i don’t match it
a band and ten cents for these shoes if you taxing
you ain’t f-ckin’ with a boss n-gga
don’t touch, don’t ask how much this cost n-gga
just know i, know i
got tints so dark can’t see no eyes, both eyes
and that’s why, i’m so anti, anti
can’t trust these b-tches, no cannot, cannot, oh
and i, and i
always keep some shooters on standby, standby
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