Oochie Wally (Freestyle)

[Verse]
Beefin' with me, shit, you better beef with other niggas
I got shooters that got shooters and they be shootin' niggas
I can look at your swag and tell that you losin' nigga
I can front your work, depend on what you movin' nigga
And baby, it ain’t just me, I got a group of niggas
You can get the fuck out, if you ain’t tryna do my niggas
30 popper turnin' real niggas, hallelujah, nigga
Got my gun, try to rob me, I love shootin' niggas
Grab the popcorn ‘cause it can be a movie nigga
Don’t make me pull up, hop out with that Uzi nigga
Real gangsta rapper, I’m not like these fool niggas
Voices in my head like, "Fredo, you the truth nigga!"
Up in my own lane, don’t compare me to fool niggas
Loyalty over everything, trying to get my crew with ya
Doing hits by myself, no tellin', who snitchin'?
Rap don’t work then someone’s jewels missin'
That don’t work then, back to the kitchen
Got a thousand hoes but I’m tryna get more bitches
Got a lot of money but I’m tryna get more richer
Caper Boy with me and we tryna catch you slippin'
Niggas say they with it but they is not with it
Niggas say they winnin' but they is not winnin'
These niggas see-through just like new linen
These niggas haters, pockets full of big Benjies
See these niggas faces when I pull up with new Benzes
Can't wait to see these niggas faces when I pull up in new Benty
Street nigga, I am not a rapper
Coolin' in the trap, workout the wrapper
Sneak dissin', I’ma have to clap it
Bitch suck me without me askin'
Pimp strong, L-O-L but I ain’t laughin' (Hahaha)
45 on me, nah, I ain’t lackin'
See me in the streets it can get tragic
Young trap king, five bricks in the mattress
Young Hefner, five bitches in the mansion
Might fuck ‘em, suck ‘em up ‘cause a nigga nasty

[Outro]
Haha, squad squad
You already know, man
It's your boy Fredo, man, you know
Squad shit, man, Double S-R, man
You already know, man
Walking Legend the album on the way
Squad, 300