F12 Freestyle

[Intro]
(Bhristo, talk to 'em, slime)
(Hurt, what it do)
(Yo, Kavi)
Ayy, ayy

[Verse]
Hunnid racks, niggas play ya lil' shit, they don't run it back
In the A, I don't know what I'm finna do
I be bored in L.A., with a hunnid bad bitches around me, you don't know nothin' 'bout that
I get bread every way, so I don't give a fuck if I really don't get my account back
Nigga signed to a label, they bottin' his views, to be honest we don't even count that
Took a L, nigga, I'm finna bounce back
She got ass, so I'm watchin' it bounce back
Spend a bag, watch, I make her go bounce back
Stay with gang, nigga, you ain't even around that
Talkin' down and he ain't even like that
You get jumped, nigga, you ain't even fight back
You gon' die if yo' ass wanna try that
I'm in hеr mouth, nigga, Trident
Pop a 10, so I'm changin' the climate
Do a show and thе fans tryna climb in
1500, you know what my tribe is
Rockstar life, boy you don't wanna try this
That nigga sick, man, he got a lil' itis
My money addin', bitch yo' money minus
I'm in her dream, bitch I'm feelin' like Linus
I can't die, boy, you not finna line us
I got some shooters in North Carolina
You tryna hide, nigga, we finna find you
Bitch I'm the G.O.A.T., they ain't need no reminder
Bitch I been earnin' my stripes like a tiger
My nigga stay in the street, like a biker
Bitch I could do this all day, don't get tired
Act like a angel, I know she a liar
Walk in the booth, and I set it on fire
These nigga money, went flat like a tire
I'm movin' drugs, nigga I'm the supplier
I'm off the drug, nigga I'm gettin' higher
Applied for the job, you ain't even get hired
Play with my money, bitch you could get fired
Bitch on her knees, like a damn 49er'
I'm rockin' all black, lil' bitch, I'm gettin' flyer
Stunt at the show, I ain't postin' a flyer
Stealin' the swag, but we already did that
These niggas bitch, man, I really don't get that
I'm with my gang, and we pushin' yo' shit back
Send me yo' song, I put it where the shit at
'Cause that shit ass, nigga
I'm in the G63, goin' 200, you fuck around, shit gettin' bad, nigga
I don't really say too much, but I got sons, I'm yo' dad, nigga
Hunnid racks on me, I said it at first, I'ma say it again, "Get a bag, nigga"
These niggas really try to hop on my beats, to be honest with you, that shit trash, nigga
Nigga said, "Pull up like twenty-some racks", I just looked at his ass, and I laughed, nigga
Billboard money, y'all niggas still flexin' that PPP loan, that shit sad, nigga
I can not fuck with these niggas no more, they be leakin' my shit on the apps, nigga
I fuck that bitch from the front, and the back, I'ma bust a lil' nut on her abs, nigga
Glock got a switch, and this shit get to glitchin', that fuck nigga started to lag, nigga (Lag, nigga)