Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Freestyle, artist - Lil Baby. Album song Too Hard, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 30.11.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Quality Control
Song language: English
Freestyle |
| Shoutout my label that’s me |
| I’m in this bitch with TP |
| I’m in this bitch with 4trey |
| I just poured up me a 8 |
| Real nigga all in my face |
| 500 racks in my safe |
| 500 racks to the plug |
| What you know 'bout showin' love |
| What you know 'bout pullin' up, in Bentley trucks |
| Make these bitches fall in love |
| All of my niggas on go |
| None of my niggas no hoe |
| All of my niggas want smoke |
| All of my niggas together we came from the bottom we used to wear each other |
| clothes |
| None of my niggas gon' fold |
| Couple pussy niggas told |
| They ain’t my niggas no mo' |
| Hold it down for the 4 |
| In the 9 with the woes |
| Ralo my dawg that’s for sho' |
| We won’t fall out about shit |
| Specially not 'bout no bitch |
| We ain’t gone fallout bout hoes |
| Me and Ced get them loads |
| We let 'em go for the low |
| I got my hood in control |
| I got my left wrist on froze |
| I got my right wrist on froze |
| I got my necklace on froze |
| Both my ears on froze |
| I been gettin faded I’m sippin' on maple |
| If she won’t fuck I won’t make her |
| I don’t like bitches with makeup |
| If she want titties I pay for 'em |
| Get outta there when I wake up |
| I pass the ball I don’t layup |
| I’m a big boss I got say so |
| They’ll wipe you down If I say so |
| Dracos, on Dracos, on Dracos, on Dracos |
| 40's, on 40's, on 40's |
| I just bought me some new water |
| Wetter than Katrina shout out New Orleans |
| I made a promise my niggas gon' ball |
| Hard in the paint change my name to John Wall |
| Geekin' off trees like a leaf in the fall |
| Find a new plug then we takin' em all |
| Pull up in a brand new Benz Truck |
| Hop out fresher than a mento |
| Lil nigga but I’m big dawg |
| All I gotta make is one call |
| Hit a nigga block, two calls |
| Cross a nigga up, hot sauce |
| Ooh I got 'em mad, my fault |
| Talking bout the shit that I bought |
| Poppi’n these perks I done turned to a savage |
| Hundred racks stuffed in the mattress |
| Hundred racks stuffed in the attic |
| Hundred racks stuffed in the sofa |
| These niggas play gangsta but they won’t approach me |
| I know they’ll never approach me |
| They know that they’ll catch a bullet |
| I rock the game to the fullest |
| I run with some real ones I don’t hang with no pussies |
| I ain’t no killer don’t push me |
| I see how you niggas be lookin' |
| I hope you don’t think you no bully |
| I’m livin' the life I should star in a movie |
| Ridin' in a vert with a uzi |
| Twelve get behind me I lose 'em |
| They tryin' guess what I’m doin' |
| They tryin' guess who I’m screwin' |
| That ain’t even they business |
| They ain’t wanna fuck with me |
| Now they see a nigga drippin' |
| Now they wanna fuck with me |
| They can’t get in touch with me |
| Hardly ever in the city |
| They just know I’m gettin' bigger |
| They just know a nigga busy |
| I been runnin' up them digits |
| Yeah |