Duwap Kaine - Lil Freestyle lyrics

She wanna flirt with me
I remember I was on dirty
Talking that shit, do you dirty
I hope in your car now it's dirty
I'm smoking on dope too early
Louis coat so furry

Can't catch me rocking Burberry
That's a big-ass blunt, see the cherry
Better hit this J, are you scary
Smoking this dope, I'm Gary
They selling no white, no dairy
I told this money, "Just marry me"
Get him out his body
Me and my niggas don't fuck with nobody
I'm smoking OG, put that shit in my body
Bitch, I'm the kid

I don't even know karate
Lil Wayne, how you love?
I get high, man, I get a buzz
Skinny jeans on, man, I feel a thug
Get clean, get real clean like Dove
And you know I'm fly
Like a motherfucking dove
Ride around in my city big dog, not a kitty
I'ma pay for it, no biggie
Niggas be acting so silly
Popping a Xan' like I'm popping a wheelie
If I go in the store

I was going and stealing
I love money, man, it look so appealing
I love money, man, it give me a feeling
Louis V on when a young nigga chillin'
Walk in the store
Money stacked to the ceiling
All my niggas sell, we drug dealing
Thinking of money but I deal with it
I know you can see I got braids in my hair
I know that she like me

She look and she stare
Diamonds my neck and they got a lil' glare
Niggas be 12 dummy-ass niggas be hating
I know he got jealousy
Flexing too hard, man, I'm doing it heavenly
I sing on a song, I know you like my melodies
Do I got money? Definitely
I'm tryna make it look like a scene
Been in this shit like I
Was born in the seventies
I'm not hearing money

What the fuck is he telling me?
Smoking this dope, man, fuck a lil' therapy
I'm trapping too hard like
It was a specialty
You know I'm getting money, man
Especially me

All of these niggas, man, they wanna be me
Lil' freestyle make your bitch smile
Fuck your lil' bitch if you talking down
Money counter beep and I like the sound
Lil' freestyle make your bitch smile
Fuck your lil' bitch if you talking down
Money counter beep and I like the sound
I like the sound smoke out the pound
Smoking on dope, I'm smoking on loud

Smoking on dope, yeah, right now
I want my money in the pouch
Sick of these niggas, bruh, don't ask how
I don't trap no more