zotiyac - back in this freestyle lyrics
back in this freestyle lyrics
[intro]
bilbo
[chorus]
hol+up i’m back in this b+tch, clack clack for the get back in this b+tch
get ’em sn+tched gift wrapped, kidnapped in this b+tch
sleep on these n+ggas i naps in this b+tch
need a retwist, i got naps in my sh+t
finna go relocate off the map in this b+tch
he gon die with no worries relaxed than a b+tch
only question they ask if that casket’ll fit
[verse]
we arranging this sh+t rearranging his sh+t everybody masked up
we the rangers and sh+t, in the stu’ goin’ off the brain in this b+tch
n+gga f+ck wit’ me must be insane than a b+tch
5000 on me right now say these n+ggas be running they lip when they ain’t wit’ the sh+t
break up the bl!ck then i’m switching the barrel
i didn’t like the one that had came with the sh+t
b+tch, doa, f+ck around with me that be yo’ day
put sh+t to sleep and i ain’t gotta be awake
f+ck round get hit in yo’ chest wit a 308
f+ck round and die in yo’ sleep never wake up
f+ck round and die with yo’ heat man that’s great luck
’38 baby i ain’t gotta pick the case up
paint a lil young boy face give ’em makeup
spin again, how many shots did we send?
and that f+ck n+gga still moving
after the body drop n+gga, i’m still shooting
they just take my sh+t and then do it
i don’t complain i know n+ggas be influenced
how you gon’ speak on the facts and get mad you got caught for some sh+t you for real doing?
acting like n+ggas be snitching, but they just be talking ’bout sh+t that they still doing
fully automatic out a flatbed
all bald heads b+tch it look like shaq head
wanna be dead? n+gga better act dead
cuz i’m putting sh+t together when the mac spread
a n+gga ain’t dead n+gga better act dead
and when yac die, n+gga that’s when rap dead
know i gotta keep the hammer for the flatheads
straight crash on ’em leave ’em wit’ a wrapped head
hope that he listen i’m totin’ me smith and i’m lacing him up if i’m told that he trippin’
overly vicious i know that these n+ggas can’t f+ck with me
boy i be vocally sh+ttin, tec on my hip while i walk down the strip in this b+tch
yeah, that mean i be locally grippin’
act like he did but we know that he didn’t
he cap like he real but we know that he isn’t
[chorus]
hol+up i’m back in this b+tch, clack clack for the get back in this b+tch
get ’em sn+tched gift wrapped, kidnapped in this b+tch
sleep on these n+ggas i naps in this b+tch
need a retwist, i got naps in my sh+t
finna go relocate off the map in this b+tch
he gon die with no worries relaxed than a b+tch
only question they ask if that casket’ll fit
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