yung virgil - 302 freestyle lyrics
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hop on the track and go stupid, i stayed and i hooped it, i don’t even gotta go shoot it, talk to my talent i’m ruthless, you talkin that bullsh-t, i told you you actin so foolish
i am who i am cuz i wanna be, yellow camero like bumblebee, all you rappers is under me, all you ybs is sons to me
feel like the dad, cuz i am the man, i give you the bars like you poppin xans, im off the wall like i’m wearin vans, don’t need the glock i give you the hands, you watchin me now cuz you is a fan
do what i want this ain’t no front, ice on my neck what i wear when i stunt, p-ssy i get but you onna hunt
p-ssy i beat, p-ssy i eat, p-ssy i eat it for lunch, p-ssy you is when you scared and you run, look at me now man i’m havin my fun
all of my beefs yeah i ate em right up, no one can test me put that on my sons, no one can test me out that on my soul, if you wan test me i blow you a hole
shooters shoot at you like you is a goal
you wanna know where i’m posted you bold, i give you the addy but know you gon fold, sleep with the fishes i hope you can float
huh woah hey
b-tch i don’t know what to say, she wanna f-ck with the gang, but can’t f-ck with the gang so go stay in yo lane, you wanna f-ck cuz yo man is a lame, got all the ice but still spitting the flame, the money can’t change me i’ll still be the same, eye at the top boy still takin my aim, running through traffic i’m still switching lanes
all in the lexus, i’m flexin, these b-tches i’m textin, this sh-t is so crazy, it’s gettin too hectic, my diamonds reflectin, think school is in session and i’m teaching a lesson
these haters be reaching, my lord i be preaching, ya’ll hate that i’m rican, just mixed with some asian, no need for hatin, ya’ll pigs like some bacon, this money i’m makin, the bread i be stacking, jawns -ss that he clappin, all heat that i’m packin, cheat codes i be hackin, you won’t catch me lackin, just watch how i manage
i’m doin just fine, and i’m feeling unkind, you might wanna rewind
now we all on the map, puttin ya’ll on my back, running the game like i run it up track, ya’ll lookin starved but i got me a snack, i’m cutting up yeah i’m havin a blast, look to the hendrix while ya’ll in the past, leave me alone while i’m counting my gr-ss
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