Boondocks Freestyle

[Intro: Trap Swagg & Torxh Ru]
(I'm fuckin' with this one, CMO)
Yes sir
Block Gang

[Verse 1: Trap Swagg]
Fifties on them Glizzies, big Drizzies, fuck a thirty-eight (Brrt, bah, bah, bah)
Fifty in my bag, drop a rake, I boost the murder rate (Racks)
Same block since '08 (No cap), still ain't had a break
Strictly 'bout my business, I ain't friendly, I'll serve you shake (Stupid)
Still buyin' Quas (Buyin' Quas), that's why you can't come here (Ha)
Not a QP, that's a quarter, boy, you sound like a fuckin' runner (Pussy)
I get ten every order, spend a twenty, I'll front you more (Trap)
Still spin a Benz, I send twenty through your fuckin' door

[Verse 2: Torxh Ru]
It's gettin' hot, they can't fuck Torxh
Nah, he ain't got no head, he ain't got no legs
Choppa hit him and your fuckin' dog (Brrt, bah, bah)
Shе givin' brain, she a fuckin' dork (Thottie)
Bitch, we lookin' for thе opps (Ayy)
Wet it up, catch a body (Uh-huh), it's time to up the score
Get up your knees, send him to the Lord (Bit')
Sweat, drip a nigga floor (Skrrt, skrrt)
Bitch, you know I got a fuckin' award
Bitch, you know I'm tryna send him up (On gang)
Where your brother grave at? (Where he at?)
When I found it, that's on gang, I'ma dig him up (Gone)

[Verse 3: Trap Swagg]
Glock pop, opp drop (Ha, hahaha)
Pick him up, I ain't goin' like no stain
That's on gang, I wan' send him up (Pussy)
Still ain't got no chain, but got more change than these cap niggas (Yeah)
Trapper, not a rapper, but no cap, I like to wrap niggas
Still in the trap like green bee, I got that pack with me (Got that pack)
Drop a bag and send a blitz like Javon, I got that sack, nigga (Brrt, bah)
Spin back-to-back like me and Torxh on a track, nigga (Where he at?)

[Verse 4: Torxh Ru & Trap Swagg]
I ain't gon' even cap, nigga, I don't like these rap niggas (Pussy)
I just got the drop on the opps from Google Maps, nigga
I was in the field, doin' dirt, you a house nigga
I just want the bread and the cheese, but ain't no mouse, nigga
Did your baby say you still trappin' out the ounce?
Bitch, I'm trappin' out an ounce, I left a pound in the couch
I had to do this shit to get out, y'all just do this shit for clout
Had to jump to fix the come-up way 'fore y'all was comin' up (Yoo, stupid)
I was runnin' off 'til I got tired of runnin' off (Meet me, what?)
Flew to Cali, found the plug, nah, I ain't never seen a drought (On God)
I was runnin' in, please don't tell my momma, I'ma come again
Slide the doors back on a van (Brrt), he a runnin' man
Sticks and drums, bitch, it bop, this feel like a hundred bands (Boom, boom, boom)

[Outro: Torxh Ru & Trap Swagg]
Bitch, haha, y'all know how the fuck we comin', Block Gang
Stupid, Glock pop, opp drop, do my money dance, haha (Pussy)
Nigga, I like that flute type shit (Haha)