Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song I Like Freestyle, artist - Cash Kidd.
Date of issue: 05.12.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
I Like Freestyle |
Bitch damn near sucked her way to my heart |
Sike naw what heart? Bitch I’m Marc |
Telescope on the chop don’t get shot from afar |
Scope on me now don’t get shot by a star |
Flash on a forty, catch a opp in the dark |
We gon' slide like a park, don’t get popped like a tart, aye |
Hey, know her shit was weak as hell |
Big drac will make you eat a shell |
Riding with that big bitch I should be a elf |
Ass soft, pussy fresh, never leave a smell |
Crazy how it’s so sloppy but she neat as hell |
This ain’t Hansel and Gretel she don’t leave a trail |
All I know is she cold with the spit bubbles |
All I know when she done it’s a dick puddle |
I don’t cuff ima pass to my big brother |
When he done he gon' pass to the little brother |
I’ve been punching and sliding like Chris Tucker |
Glock gotta stench in like Rapunzel |
5674 niggas clique jumping |
5674 niggas dick sucking |
Aye, but they missed the bus already |
I ain’t tryna fuck bitch I bust already |
I ain’t for his face like he mugshot ready |
Tryna bust dog cherry 'cause he ducked already |
She said, «why you want some head if you up already?» |
Same reason I want bread and I’m up already |
We was tryna get your chain it was tucked already |
Can’t get my heart broke don’t give a fuck already, look |
2 k on a coat wear that bitch once |
Catch a net in this bitch like swim trunks |
You can fuck all my hoes nigga pick one |
Just don’t cuff 'em 'cause I need my dick sucked |
Get caught niggas can’t keep they licks up |
Get to singing on them trips like chipmunks |
Get it 'cause it’s three I said trips that was slick huh? |
Hit it with a three said it’s time to get lit huh |
Now she wanna, 'cause I’m finally rich huh |
Think she found her a lick huh |
Aye, was lit still lit |
Nigga one call they kill shit |
Lil fit, lil drip man that’s chill shit |
All this water on me Jack and Jill shit |
My niggas don’t play about me not a lil bit |
Real shit whole hood behind me on a mill tick |
Yeah you know Kidd packing like a field trip |
Got the hammer with the ladder like I build shit |
Ain’t gon' lie you be rapping 'bout some real shit |
Really you a lame ass nigga and a real bitch |
Aye, aye, and yo' hoe real thick |
I just want the neck, want her out, she got a lil stench |
Yo' lil horny ass still hit boy you real sick |
Pulled up, foreign we all got at least a ten strip |
Paper plates everywhere like the grill lit |
Doing theft, getting giffies I’m the real Grinch |