Hold Em’ Freestyle

[Intro]
Yeah, that's what's up
Talking all that shit, I might have to shut you up. (War, War)
I've been balling so hard, I had to run it up. (Run it)
Shitting on the haters, I do not give a fuck

[Verse 1]
Hold my nuts
You a duck
You a lame
You a front
You's a blunt
You's a blunt
You's a goddamn grunt

Give a fuck what you think?
Bitches bad, what you mean?
Diamond's smashed, kitchen sink. (Ay)
You know I've been mean
Money taller than your mink. (Ay)
Balling with the team. (Ay)
You know it's the dream. (Ay)
Baby, fuck with me. (Ay)

Slow bitch, go slow bitch
I fuck up the Showbiz
I pull up to pull up and fuck on your ho, bitch
How can she know this?
On top on everything, feeling like POTUS
Woah bitch

Got the map
Got the plan
Got the stack
I'm the man
Get it back
Just so I can
Putting dirty racks
On my left hand. (Hmm)

(Gasp)
Fuck it! (*Gasp* Ay, Ooh!)

[Hook]
Talking shit, where your wrist at? (Hey)
Got a bad bitch, where your bitch at? (Ooh, Hey)
All up on my dick, now you look sad. (Ooo-ooh)
See the BBS shine from the VIP, ya