vaun king - ric flair freestyle lyrics
finish what you started
finish what you started
go and get that target
go and fill ya options
cause n-gg-s ain’t grinding these days
on the weekdays, i been chasing money
fill my stomach like its feast day
i see the light its like my whole life hit a replay
fussin, cause my cousin keep on snuffing on some beef hate
haters interfering with my spirit i can’t think straight
no yo b-tch won’t leave me my d-ck beefy cause i eat steak
n-gg-
money is my fettish i ain’t sweating how ya feet taste
i be b-mping beats while yall n-gg-s is tryna leak drake
finna call up meek in bouta week im finna dreamchase
n-gg-s out here starving now they robbing just to keep weight
but its a cheat day
n-gg-s tryna get they weight up
its time to payup
my n-gg-s straight up
they wanna take us
everytime they see this paper
top of the ratings
out of these n-gg-s that can’t stay up
im goin live like its periscope
im cold need a better coat
hang me wit a better rope
or put me on a petistol
n-gg-s can’t drose me
a n-gg- just like kobe
stay up out my lane i know the game just like an og
and when i drop that 60 on you n-gg-s yall gone know me
yall ain’t know i was a beast cause n-gg- i was low key
rock ya in ya domepiece
cause i stepped up to many men like 50 cent
drop and gimme 50 then
holla at ya tipsy friend
if you ain’t into that, we could smoke and get you trippy then
if you ain’t into that, i could chill and suck yo titties then
you f-cking with that cat? i dont care if he got 50 friends
n-gg- i come out like a samurai
slice him once his hand ah fly
im like bruce lee is disguise
i just really hit this guy once and now he traumatized
now a n-gg- penalized
shawty acting like she dont like this popsicle
yea i popped her pussy the way ya pop pistols
i just knock’em out if they hard, i drop issues
standing up to all these n-gg-s im not cripple
yea im on a new level b-tch
and i ain’t worried bout ya time you ain special b-tch
cause the games you playing too much
but i dont care too much
you could hit them dudes up
and all ill do is pullup
(verse 2)
smoke weed? then i like you
if you bleed then ill fight you
it dont really matter if you a green or a white dude
you scream ill goodnight you
and you seem like the type to
take yo b-tch and leave you on the scene, is what i might do
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