reese laflare - bandler freestyle lyrics
[intro: reese laflare)
ya ya
[?]
[verse 1: reese laflare, vory)
yeah, yeah, aye, ooh
back to back me and vory, we stay ten toes (oh)
real steppas girl yo n+gga is a b+tch for me (woo)
got my weight up with them wracks, i do a b+tch press on em’ (uh)
spin your block, circle back my n+ggas gone flame you
i want twenties, fifties, hundons
b+tch tryna eat me up for fun fun
i can’t go out like [?] (hey)
in my hood treat me like jefe (hey)
whip it out that pocket call me [?] (hey)
smoking on all this flower, feel like [?] (hey)
rent the car then parked it, valet (hey)
then i call a uber to the valet (hey)
boy you know we catching the ubers to the valley, that where them hoes at, no cap
[verse 2: vory]
aye, want smoke with us we smoking opp packs only
backwoods full of all yo’ dead homies
i got d+ck for your b+tch and choppa for your big homie, yeah
let him know that we onto ya
ain’t no tré tré keep them sticks for whoever tryna try me
i’ll check a n+gga like a id
let em’ know that we on it yeah
talking smoke and we want all of it
choppa singing like [?]
[verse 3: reese laflare, vory]
‘round my way they call me lil skate, woah (lil skate)
lil n+gga with them big faces on me (big faces)
runt packed full of yo’ dead homies
i’m on that like i’m mitch+ll ness (ness, swish)(oh)
i’m on necks you can check the rosters (on them necks, yeah)
be with that atlanta dread ass, oughta be with all the shottas
count my bankroll up i switched the code to my safe, yeah
ain’t never gone switch up, change my code three times a day, yeah (drill)
that used to be my hoe but i done turned that hoe to bae, yeah
but all my homies rich like [?] you seem some type of way (aye)
b+tch’s tryna serve me like a tidal wave (hey)
had the maybach tinted, this sh+t ain’t rented (yea)
all black my whip, can’t tell who in it (yeah yeah)
[?] boy you can tell i’m getting it (oh you know i’m getting it)
says she feeling [?] you can tell i’m in it (you know that, yeah)
two sticks on both ends i’m nintendo with it (yeah)
all black suburban, windows tinted (skirt)
smokin’ on that opp pack getting with it (yes)
and we with it
i’m telling ya
woah
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