Free Style

[Verse]
Tryna use what I know to get where I wanna be
I ain't tryna fuck your bitch, she was tryna fuck me
Black and yellow on a band lookin' like a bumblebee
Dirty Sprite is what I pour, always sippin' somethin' sweet
Oh, you messin' with my team, tryna dip before I leave
Don't mention me please, I'm not a computer geek
I'll paint a nigga up, leave the nigga on fleek
If they hit me with a case, couple months that bitch beat
On my mama, fucked three hoes at one time in the suite
Y'all need to hit the gym, dawg, 'cause y'all niggas weak
Twenty bands was the ticket, made it all in a week
I ain't even have to split it, nah, dawg, it's for me
But at the same time I do it for Milly
I do this shit for Dreeka, I do it for millions
The weed can't even change the way I been feelin'
On the fifty-fifth floor, on top of the buildin'
Yeah, it's gettin' money the motive
It's just me and my niggas tryna get this shit in motion
I just send money to Brodi
And it took a couple days but he sent somethin' from Oakland
I be rollin' up that stanky
I be fuckin' bad bitches, you be rollin' up in blankets
I be in and out the safe
And if you ever call me somethin', please don't ever call me prankin'