sha mula - 2 first freestyle lyrics
[intro]
sha m, it’s how we rockin’
chase benji
accent made this
special delivery
yeah
[verse 1 – sha mula]
two first street in beverley
come to my block
i’ll show you how it flap
hollow tip in my grip
when i hit your back
it’s comin’ out your jacket
young n-ggas, they fly
my lil n-gga fly just like a mini jet
f-ckin’ her friend
so shawty said that
she just wanna give me neck
yeah, gotta keep that sh-t on the low
gotta hide that glizzy everyday
gotta wear that sh-t with my clothes
and if i gotta pull it out
imma spray that sh-t like cologne
and i got some goonies in the cut
they posted up like malone, yeah
don’t do too much, boy
at the end of the game
i shoot too clutch, boy
i’m at your front door
no f-ckin’ screen
but you might get touched, boy
i could take your lunch, boy
these n-ggas softer than a fuzz ball
y’all n-ggas just startin’, boy
my n-ggas been ballin’ since the jump ball, woah
we really be ballin’ like amar’e stoudemire
if i say that i was droppin’ a tape
i’m bout to start a fire
so high i feel like i be on a magic carpet, flyin’
i’m a beast in the f-ckin’ booth
i’m a dragon or a lion
and it ain’t no lyin’
i got fire like the dragon
i’m so high, i’m on that magic carpet
flyin’ like aladdin
they don’t wanna battle me
n-ggas don’t wanna get embarr-ssed
really gon’ ball like zion williamson
and ball like rj barrett
[verse 2 – chase benji]
slide through, spreadin’ my wings
imma fly through
marry the money like i do
get into the back like times two
gettin’ bread on the road
i ain’t talkin’ no drive-thru
they can’t walk through my shoes
they can’t look through my view
we came from two first in beverley road
take friends, turn enemies slow
they hate what i do
so i do what i want
and n0body’s tellin’ me no
i was livin’ on bedford ave
now i’m gettin’ to the extra bags
these n-ggas so geeked up
i ain’t talkin’ bout dexter’s lab
yeah, i say less
and these n-ggas doin’ the most
yeah, we the wave
like the water that’s movin’ the boat
yeah, they been amazed
they pay attention, i’m gettin’ paid
i’m cookin’ the heat, the flow so clean
no kitchen-made
i was made for this
now they hate the kid
i got the fire
everything i touch, i make it lit
i’m tryna get higher
i’m catchin’ a flight, let’s take a trip
that money comin’ automatic
like an acrobatic, let’s make a flip
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