[Intro]
(Shit!)
Hahaha
Tim Curry mixed
Niggas hold it down
We One Umbrella nigga
We under no one
(Shit!)
Fuck all y'all niggas
(Ear Drummers!)
It's ours nigga
(Mike WiLL Made-It)
[Verse]
Now I heard word around the road is niggas wanna murder me
Pull up in the spot with that fire like it's work for me
'Cause I can murder niggas without going on a murder spree
'Cause I sold so much hoes the dream that they'll go out and murk for free
I told that cash I see that though
You soft but I can't see that low
She say she want my kid I say "Bitch, you must be La Vida Lo"
Niggas talking down but I'm not 'round 'cause I can't be that broke
I talk this cash, she walk that ass, I bought that bag, I need that ho
I told 'em
These niggas talking money but they never had
I'm back to putting carats in the whip, and rapping, niggas spend a hundred on a shoe to put them in the cask'
I ain't doing talking dog just make it happen
I keep a bitch that's cool enough to make me happy
I take that pussy from her then I take a nap, a hundred bunch of bullets waiting for you and your favorite rapper
These niggas started whipping all yola
But nigga that don't mean you a soldier
Even if the codeine in your soda
I would've tripped a dope Beemer and stole her
Listen, you muhfuckers couldn't match a nigga hustle, your shawty rushing, jerking, sucking to catch a nigga coming
You know, young fella, I'm Umbrella, and to these chicks a nigga dick a number one seller
Young telling these women to cum, some yelling they dribble they tongue, while swallowing cum, I'm villain that's drilling them dumb
Uh, I get that vanilla filling I'm done
I'm the one, I get that feeling from drilling your hun
Getting some, burning bitches like I'm sitting in the Sun
Show a nigga some, do it like you owe a nigga some
Hoes getting dumb, panties on you know I'm getting numb
Load a nigga drum, blow it till you know a nigga cum
Uh, I kill a motherfucker on the beat
Hit it like the bitch done got me fucking on repeat
I told her go and get it like she fucking on the street
'Cause she know a nigga in it like I'm stuck up underneath
Oh, a nigga balling
All Globetrotter niggas, new Louis, can't fuck with my old ho Prada
Cash nigga, you can see me with a rose gold bottle
Fashion nigga, I might fuck her with a Polo condom, nigga
Hold up
Who the fuck told them they were soldiers?
When I was 14 I was homeless
Now I'm richer than a bitch and now the owner
Young thug and my chain is a stoner
With a blood plug and the plate stolen
And that pussy, that shit mine
Might as well tat' a young nigga name on it
You say you from the dot nigga, you ain't seen us seeing, nigga
Put me on the spot, said my dick, she won't see it, nigga
Niggas talking down but they really wanna be him, nigga
It's that flying foreign, young nigga Argentina, nigga
Canada!
(Shit!)
Shit Freestyle (Swave Session 2) was written by Tory Lanez.
Shit Freestyle (Swave Session 2) was produced by Tim Curry (Producer).
Tory Lanez released Shit Freestyle (Swave Session 2) on Thu Dec 12 2013.