Isaiah Rashad - The Race Freestyle lyrics
[Isaiah Rashad - The Race Freestyle lyrics]
Yeah, this for free
You been tryna get a plate (free lunch)
You ain't smokin'
You just lookin' for an 8th (uh uh)
How you ballin' if you
Ain't got the skates?
(Ain't got the skates)
I've been nuttin' on this
Bitch from the Bay (from the Bay)
Sellin' out, bring my friends, you my dawg
(my dawg)
Fill my fronto like an arm in the cigar
(the cigar) if I don't smoke before I
Eat then I'ma starve (then I'ma starve)
I throw that platinum on my
Teeth when I'm with y'all
Preacher man, Mr willie
Put some hands on my dinner
Put some eyes in my back
Let me scope out these niggas
You a nobody, ain't nobody to nobody, nigga
I'ma quit when a bitch suck
The flow out a nigga, uh
What's the word? I'm just tryna get a zip
(amen)
But your plug always talkin' out my ear
(amen)
At the window tryna hop up in the VIP (amen)
Swear you niggas be more
Thirsty than your bitch
Broke hoes always tryna tell me
What I should do
With this change that I make and
This groove that I grew
This your broad on the phone
This that raw on the phone
It's expensive and tucked
What's the brand? I don't know
Ain't concerned with that shit
Too concerned with this grip
LA bitches only wanna sniff the
Coke off the tip we can chill
You can hang like a rope off the dick
Celebrate, bring up dope
Bring some pour out this bitch
Fuck a bond, I'm just tryna get some face
(amen)
Soon as I beat the face, bitch I did the race
(amen) bust a nut, then I go out my way
(go out my way)
Get the guap, then I go out my way
(go out my way)
Yeah, go out my amen, ayy
See how I picked up the headphone
Jack and just kept goin'?
You been tryna get a plate (free lunch)
You ain't smokin'
You just lookin' for an 8th (uh uh)
How you ballin' if you
Ain't got the skates?
(Ain't got the skates)
I've been nuttin' on this
Bitch from the Bay (from the Bay)
Sellin' out, bring my friends, you my dawg
(my dawg)
Fill my fronto like an arm in the cigar
(the cigar) if I don't smoke before I
Eat then I'ma starve (then I'ma starve)
I throw that platinum on my
Teeth when I'm with y'all
Preacher man, Mr willie
Put some hands on my dinner
Put some eyes in my back
Let me scope out these niggas
You a nobody, ain't nobody to nobody, nigga
I'ma quit when a bitch suck
The flow out a nigga, uh
What's the word? I'm just tryna get a zip
(amen)
But your plug always talkin' out my ear
(amen)
At the window tryna hop up in the VIP (amen)
Swear you niggas be more
Thirsty than your bitch
Broke hoes always tryna tell me
What I should do
With this change that I make and
This groove that I grew
This your broad on the phone
This that raw on the phone
It's expensive and tucked
What's the brand? I don't know
Ain't concerned with that shit
Too concerned with this grip
LA bitches only wanna sniff the
Coke off the tip we can chill
You can hang like a rope off the dick
Celebrate, bring up dope
Bring some pour out this bitch
Fuck a bond, I'm just tryna get some face
(amen)
Soon as I beat the face, bitch I did the race
(amen) bust a nut, then I go out my way
(go out my way)
Get the guap, then I go out my way
(go out my way)
Yeah, go out my amen, ayy
See how I picked up the headphone
Jack and just kept goin'?