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twl - freestyle lyrics

[intro]
n+ggas be discriminating and i’on like that
huh huh huh huh
ha ha ha ha
(astro)

[verse 1]
livin’ wit’ a pop in a sock
poppin’ off sh+t like i’m rockin’
popping off this sh+t like a pistol rocket, see i got a metal in stock
haven’t heard a boy with his head in a rolls royce is he bullsh+tting or not?
that lil b+tch screwed yeah huh, f+ck that sh+t imma shoot up the block
she got hemorrhoids like roses, b+tch, she lost her gangster vibe
she wanna stay for the whole night with me n+gga, just to drain my stash of wok’
hold up
ak with a glock, she pull up to your crib, she some gangster shawty (love you)
this b+tch one of a kind, she make me paypal everything and go
yuh
hold on
b+tch tryna get in the fives
i got shooters and they twinning, yeah, just to pull up with a glock
srt got a redeye pack’ zooming down no return, yeah, that’s a must
glock+19s, cop a mac just to shoot up the block with tecs, yeah hold up

[verse 2]
that n+gga smart
that n+gga dead, he can’t be seen hanging out with the fives
she knew me well
she ain’t part of the story but she still tag along
that’s enough cancer sh+t she wanna do this song about me, its alive
it’s unholy
it’s like kodak
it’s like film
b+tch heading, yuh
[verse 3]
this a freestyle b+tch
no time for pictures
got me dancing, yeah i’m l!ckin’
she wanna go
she wanna f+ck
she want a srt and drugs
she wanna work it down my sh+t
she wanna dress me while i run it back
she wanna play dress up with my sh+t
ha!
ok hold on
baby it’s opium gang
h0m+xide gang, they snotty they wiping their nose they shoot up the gang
i’m with that gangsta sh+t, she want a photo, she wanna rock wit’ my gang
she cut off my phone said she wanna pack up she wanna leave me to ted’s home

[verse 4]
hit that boy in his chest hit his heart now its chrome, lil b+tch, that n+gga be broke
i told that p+ssy n+gga to leave me alone, he a p+ssy lil b+tch, i don’t condone
i got red, in my cup, whole lotta red, she be finessing
acetone, toxic sh+t
i ain’t gonna die, she don’t wanna fu’
my diamonds getting cold
she wanna show off what i have
she tryna hop on the bus, yeah a trip to france but we’re in aus
this a freestyle, lil b+tch, got it in two takes, yeah i don’t even know
my flow going crazy shawty, i’m bane i copped my fit, no stylist
[verse 5]
put a b+tch right hand in hoes
put a b+tch right on her toes
i ordered redrum, she only 20, she wanna have fun, said she older (i+i don’t give a+)
she went pooling and i’m sipping codeine with lean filled to the brim of my cup
just copped a new mac with a switch, i’m serving x for breakfast now
send my boy to drop an opp, red+
red all over his clothes
red all over his sh+t
red all over his nose

she said she gon’ mix it up, b+tch be lying she call her ex while i serve x in the morning
call up bane, yeah i’m batman, put’em in jail let’em rot, with meechie in the back, now shut that p+ssy n+gga up for good
i got a glock+19 them n+ggas must be scared, blood boiling battle of wits
we be masked up, they be p+ssed off
x & s+x, pop’em perc, it’d be funny just for them to run off
better not come back, we be waiting to drop you dead, leave you hanging

[outro]
yeah, huh

- twl lyrics

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