Super Gremlin Freestyle

[Intro: Slatt Zy]
(Stack that bitch up, Mike, mhm)
Yeah, we could be superstars (Mhm)
We been rather wreckin' cars (Wreckin' cars, sniper)
What is at stake for us? (Mhm)
Kickin' off power mirrors (Mirrors)
Yeah, we could be superstars (Supestars)
But I'm pretty sure our time is up (Time is up)
And so we fell off the spinning tops (Yak, what you sayin'?)
Don't know, maybe for trial
But way more error

[Verse]
Get on these drugs, now I'm ready to slide
Told my brother, "Let's do it"
Lean and Percocets eat up my pride
I'm in this bitch under fluence
Fuckin' and suckin', shе hurt 'cause of me
Won't speak on your nigga, I'm keepin' it G
Got a nеw nigga, he ain't richer than me
Why the opps steady calling it quits on the beat?
I ran it up fast, I done fumbled that bag and went broke
That's when I saw who was real
I witnessed some shit in these streets that I wasn't 'posed to see
That's why I'm abusing these pills
You forcing yourself for the love on a motherfucking stranger
Got me like, damn, how you heal?
I question myself, I'm like, damn, I'm too real
Fuck how you feel, tell that shit how it is
Room full of gangstas, you can't even speak
Know how it get when I get on these beats
Don't stop pickin' beef, 'cause I'm rich at my peak
He got hit in his head, tryna reach for his heat
Bitch, I been left, I ain't losin' no sleep
Can go back and fuck, any day of the week
But I rather not jeet, give that ho to the streets
Niggas fakin' they beef, 'cause they know who we be (On gang)
Yak should of put me on original version
Fuck with it tucked, 'cause the ho was a virgin
Send points at your house like my first name is Curry
Got niggas on go, in the streets, they be purging
Niggas on go, in the streets, they be purging
Let me slow this shit down real quick
I heard the whole city want the static
Who gon' run that, be the first one to lead?
Opps coppin' deuces, they wantin' no beef
Valid-ass nigga in need for some peace
Go where I want in this bitch, I'm a G
Bitch, you ain't money, don't care, you can leave
Nah, for real
Bitch, you ain't money, don't care, you can leave
Seven-six-twos, we hop out on feet

[Outro]
Haha, nah, I'm done, man
Fuck a nigga, fuck the opps
Big Slatt, nigga
Damn, huh
No cap (Fuck is wrong with you?)
'Cause you ain't got one piece that I need
Nigga, 2022, nigga, it's our year, nigga
We takin' over all of these shits
Tell the industry to make room for Slatt, man
On gang