Uh Uh Freestyle (prod. $hane)

Santana back up on this with that blow up comin' soon, uh uh
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Smoking on nutritious
Healthy cookies so delicious, uh
Countin' all these digits
Man they got my fingers itching, uh
What's to intuition
Give me brain like some tuition, uh
Bussin' off that acid that shit got my vision blurry, uh
Fucked that bitch and passed her she gone leave up in a hurry, uh
Diamonds on McFlurry
Touch em' shootin like Steph Curry, uh
We ain't even worried, uh
Bronem' keep that 30, uh
Niggas asking bout me I'm still on the same thing, uh
Smoking on that broccoli I'm in love with mary jane, uh
She don't even talk to me she trynna give me brain
Bitch I'm on the same thing baby come and do your thing
Riding round the city smoking filly's like the sixties, uh
Not up in my feelings I'm just trynna filll yo biddies, uh
All up in the kitchen she with the pot just like some chili, uh
Countin' all this chicken bitches left me and look silly, uh
Shorty ridin' with me, uh
Pussy wet like willy, uh
Foe nem sliding wit me, uh
30's 40's 50's, uh
I can't wife no tillys I'm just focused on the bag
Countin' all these billy's don't come round me trynna drag
Roll me up a backwood me and foenem copped 2 bags
Drinking by my old hood I ain't there and that shit sad, uh
Now I'm grinding can't be focused on the damn past, uh
Got my shit in order I want first can't come in last, uh
Arm and Hammer, Uh
Toss it in the bag, uh uh
I got scammers, come and make some cash uh uh
Got the blammer, uh try me if you bad
Killing all my feelings drop explicits when I'm mad
Ridin' round suspicious cause I'm trynna chase that bag
Selling those prescriptions to the dope fiends on the ave
I don't need no mistress I need money and some gas, uh
I need racks, uh trynna get it fast, uh uh
In the fast lane, Pluto do the dash, uh uh
Smoking propane on my way to class, uh uh
I'm too damn high I can't find the class, uh uh
This shit so damn dry, I might do the dash uh
Niggas talking shit we get to shooting ain't no movie
Catch me running with that stick like we was playing Call of Duty
Fuckin' on yo bitch I got her wet like a jacuzzi, uh
Think that shit a problem then we hit you with that Uzi, uh
Closet full of toolies so a nigga feel like Stewie, uh
Doing all this music shit got yo bitch trynna do me, uh
Nigga I been used to this young nigga I been boomin'
Smoking on exclusive shit it got me feelin' zooted, uh
Call up my bro LilZae he gon' pop you like balloon
Ballin' like it's 2K swear that blow up coming soon
Smoking on this backwood, bitch I'm higher then the moon, uh
You be smokin' lil blunts yo shit lookin like cocoons, uh
Water whipping, uh
Drippin' like masoon, uh uh
Catch me slippin, uh
We yell like raccoons, uh uh
Ace Santana on this shit that blew up soon, uh uh
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