Kreepin Through The Streetz Freestyle

[Intro]
Big Za
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, man, swear to God, real street nigga, huh? (Dante, you snapped on this one)
Huh?

[Verse]
I was bad in fuckin' school, now I'm tryna dodge a sentence
Just walked out the Lanvin store, pair of shoes, twelve-fifty
You wanna boss up your life? All you gotta do is get in with me
I don't even pay to get in the club, they know I'm a walkin' ticket
I'm presidential leavin' the club, we ain't stoppin' at no lights
You wanna be a boss, you gotta pay the price
Left wrist on frost, look like a bag of ice
I'm drivin' the Bentley Bentayga like I don't love my life
I'm in that thing shiftin' and I'm lane-switchin'
Bitch, it's Big Za, I'ma stand on straight business
Dunkin' on niggas' ass like Blake Griffin
He keep talkin', bro gon' leave his face missing
Bae, these Off-White, these ain't no Huaraches
Bad bitch, fiftieth floor, eatin' hibachi
I got ten missed calls, all my bitches mad at me
Valet park Designer District, I'm goin' straight to Gallery
Juggs fiendin', yep
Phone ringin', yep
Niggas hatin', yep
Jewelry blingin', yep