Freak It

Who else got it but Walktrue

Yea (wow)

(Hook)

I just can’t believe it

They robbed him, left blood on his sneakers

I just can’t believe it

Nah I’m tripping, these scenes I done see it

Had the mask on, I still had to freak it

And the cash good, oh shit it’s the weekend

She ain’t tripping at least she is decent

Dunk on her like shaq it was pleasing

Got a hunnid and bet that I freaked it

Don’t believe it, They still tryna peep it

Double up and I’m still tryna freeze it

I woke up and I’m high I’m still geeking

Sucked the soul out of me got my knees weak

That shit was fantastic, need Fendi

They killing these boys, call it Plan B

I don’t care if you find it offensive

Verse 1: Drae Sativ

That magical cup tastes like candy

Take a sip watch you sleep in a minute

Chicken fillet, this nigga said fillet

I ain’t dodging it’s just they been missing

I don’t pillow talk, I rather drill it

I’ll be doing that shit for the feeling

Had to kill it, sucked me too quick had no time for chilling

(What you said?)

Had to kill it, sucked me too quick had no time for chilling

Brought the bags and I’m bringing the bills in

Bet your money too short Rumpelstilskin

Bitch I been out don’t ask how I fit in

Walk with cash so they ask are you with him

Through the back cause the gang cannot get in

Need the cash on demand not a dead end

Man you broke and that’s all that you tell him

I finessed you, I’m sorry you fell in

(Hook)

I just can’t believe it

They robbed him, left blood on his sneakers

I just can’t believe it

Nah I’m tripping, these scenes I done see it

Had the mask on, I still had to freak it

And the cash good, oh shit it’s the weekend

She ain’t tripping at least she is decent

Dunk on her like shaq it was pleasing

Got a hunnid and bet that I freaked it

Don’t believe it? They still tryna peep it

Double up and I’m still tryna freeze it

I woke up and I’m high I’m still geeking

Sucked the soul out of me got my knees weak

That shit was fantastic, need Fendi

They killing these boys, call it Plan B

I don’t care if you find it offensive

Verse 2: Barmyboypapi

I don’t care if you find it offensive

You just one of them niggas that’s telling

Shawty geeking we just hit the entrance

She got mad and showed her the exit

They be hating on how I be flexing

But keep quiet cause I got a weapon

With the fake shit man they know I can sense it

Swear my Choppa just getting to blessed

Please don’t text me lil bitch, don’t ask questions

The last nigga, his life had to end it

They got me geeking, I’m not even trying

Yea all of you niggas pussy and whining

Gotta get to this money and make sure it’s piling

Yea I pull up and you niggas stay silent

That nigga he crying he thought about violence

I got verses that be changing the climate

Not lyrically, I make sure that he dying

I ain’t the shit before I get to the climax