Freestyle (BlockWorktv Performance)

[Chorus]:
Like woah, you not a shooter, you tell with ya bro
You got shot by a dyke, you told
Red dot, green dot, right on his nose
And Noah got beat like Ali
I ain’t passing this blunt, you don’t smoke who I smoke
Real percs can’t go out like Dotty
Nigga, shhh, got left in the lobby
Spin through that shit with my hand on my fan
You not tough you don’t do what you say
Why these niggas tryna play with my fame
Spinning and spinning, I know where he lay

[Verse 1]:
Reverse the V just to look at his face
No attempts, I want ‘em dead
Headtap gang, now he holding his head
And I’m bumping my shit while I’m spinning through Jeff
Nigga pass me the hooka, we do em like Heff
Run up on mе and you can get left
Like glah, likе glah, I got this 30 I’m feeling like Steph
And these bitches be keeying my shit
Tint the V, you can’t see in my shit
I shoot, Dre gon shoot
100 shots, my brother go kuu
She a baddie, she hang out the sunroof
I got bread, I could buy her some bundles
Touch mine, you gon see what this gun do
Throw the beam in this bitch, Ima knock off her frontal
Like, 800K, got a switch with Glock
Ima shoot through the Gate
If I catch Lil Nesty, I do em like Wayne
Niggas broke, they be sharing chains (Like, like)
Nigga, Yus got shot in his ass
Free the Gunnaz, I’m looking for Stunna
Two drums in the V, bitch I ride with a hunnid
Can’t lack, no way, you buggin
[?] Wade, that’s my brother, I love him
Free my brothers that’s locked in that cell
Rundown, Smokey, Dolo, [?]
And you know I can’t forget the rest
AT AT, Banga, Stretch
And I know what I did and I know what I said
Got some niggas, I love em to death
Clickin’ and clickin’, I think I went deaf (like)
Free Pooda, my nigga, I miss you
Too official, he blow like a whistle
Ankle breaker, he shoot off the dribble
He got aim, like Wick, won’t miss you
He not tough, he just off of a pill
You just a rapper, you don’t even drill
None of the shit you be saying is real
I’m the reason that you got that deal
Nigga got stretched, no yoga
Last opp got popped, no soda
She actin’ bad and I don’t even know her
See her sexy, like Ima bend that ass over
Big EBK, I don’t know who is you
You a dummy, the knock in ya shoe?
That shit in my pocket, I’m ready to shoot
Rule number one, like
Gotta stay with ya gun, like
Glah, Glah, Glah
You not my bitch, I just wanna get down
Off the Lotti, I think that I’m laced
If I miss, then I’m spinning around
Chase Down Gang, he get shot in his face
Fuck ya ex, man that nigga a clown
Talk on the net, he can’t say to my face
(If you don’t like me, just stay in ya lane)
(If I like it, I’m taking his chain)
(You a bitch what you do for the gang)
(Bust down rollie, can’t do Plain)
He could get beat no gang
Pull out a hunnid, I came out the bank
No liquor, I’m sipping on drink
I’m balling hard, I’m a beast in the paint
GLock, aim for his chin
No L’s, go for the win
Perc 30 or a 10
Pray to God cause I know that I sin
Need a feature? Yeah, I’m charging like ten
Bitch

[Chorus]:
Like woah, you not a shooter, you tell with ya bro
You got shot by a dyke, you told
Red dot, green dot, right on his nose
And Noah got beat like Ali
I ain’t passing this blunt, you don’t smoke who I smoke
Real percs can’t go out like Dotty
Nigga, shhh, got left in the lobby
Spin through that shit with my hand on my fan
You not tough you don’t do what you say
Why these niggas tryna play with my fame
Spinning and spinning, I know where he lay