Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Freestyle, artist - Zaytoven. Album song Lost Tapes, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 11.02.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Zaytoven Global
Song language: English
Freestyle |
| The realest trapper in it, let me talk to you for a minute |
| Ain’t a trap nigga, all I did was ever get it |
| Gold mode on, nigga, I was down to split it |
| If you ever cross me for it, nigga, you can get it |
| Damn, man I ride around with the heat on |
| My seat, nigga, and you can get it, nigga |
| But a 36 every day, wake up get my phone, call it, nigga catch that play |
| Damn, nigga hate to hear that, though |
| Hate to see you nigga get that money real for real, though |
| Pussy in the skies, all the fucking time, man, that pussy he despise |
| A real nigga 'cause I always try to get it, nigga |
| Came up on that corner, nigga, I was out to get it, nigga |
| You’s a hater, you’s a faker, you ain’t never tried, pussy nigga |
| Get your weight up |
| You can catch me in the hood riding around all day |
| Yeah, I got 'em good |
| Damn, post it in the yard |
| Wondering what they got |
| We still got the heart |
| Damn, nigga still selling gas, nigga |
| Still whoop your ass, still selling grass, nigga |
| Nigga, that’s that damn gas, nigga |
| OJ came near, 100,000 of them bads, nigga |
| Damn, better get up on your money shit |
| Better try to flip a couple bricks |
| If you ain’t hustling, you ain’t shit |
| Out of time I’mma get me rich |
| Damn, can’t be no sit around, nigga |
| I’d rather blow me a swisher |
| Fill it up with two grams, nigga smoke up on your ass |
| Ain’t no pussy nigga, scram |
| I’m on that lean promethazine codeine |
| Damn, and I always sell those fucking things |
| Square things, nigga, come up in a basket |
| Got this 40 on me, extend it and it’s blasting |
| Damn, you can end up in a casket |
| If you talk that bullshit, buddy I get passed you |
| Damn, that’s a 100 damn shot, nigga to your damn block |
| Nigga, make your heart stop, nigga |
| And I’m still on that real shit |
| Young Juiceman you can catch me in the field, bitch |
| The realest fucking trapper, the realest nigga you know |
| Busting bricks up out the wrapper |