Prince Pleiades - Free DP (Balenciaga Freestyle) lyrics

Bip the whole the winter
Slid through the summer
I ain't fuckin on you trick
Ass niggas wit no rubber
Just imagine when they free Dp
Up out that slumper
To be honest shit crazy I
Just really miss my brother

I be wit my bitches in the back doin numbers
You be wit them niggas
Trynna front hitten bumpers
Tha plug jus called hit me
Back wit them numbers
My niggas wit them Tommy’s In the field
Bubba gumpers

Ugghhhhh

I think I need a cup of collard
Greens wit my Mac n cheese
Hit this one nigga off his jack
Stalk em for tha beans

I be in this kitchen cookin
Crack servin up the feigns

Sike lil nigga that was cap fire up the ring

Rainbow jelly beans said they
Look Like Tekashi
P I been king nickname Hammurabi
Plug in chinatown hit em up like wassabi
Put them Choppas on yo ass
Saki nigga make it wokky

Pleiades yea they need me
I buss that backed up nut cuz I’m freaky
I Know some killers totin 40 u got bb
Homie Dis Chanel buss down on me CC

Grandaddy was a Mac ain't no ho in me
Only faggot niggas wit tha
Slaps in this quarantine
Break a bitch down build her up
Take her out to eat
Drop her ass off at the spot
Watch her beat her feet (ooh)

I just got some top
Oh my bad I ain't even skeet
Freak twitter lit abolene beat my meat
Nike air max did a lap mVP
Count a couple reasons why these
Rap niggas Envy P

Boss niggas on my iPhone iMight call back
Can’t let a pussy nigga get a
Bone if he off strap hustle marathon
Lil Bitch you is off track
I call my pretty bussy
Baghdad packin bomb ass ughh

I been outside gucci black slides
I can't go inside till my money stacked high
Rubber bands in my pocket help
My nigga go slide yea u heard he was a Pimp
But he trickin on the side

Reincarnate the rap game been dead
Told my old dough boy issa a fee run my bread
Niggas said they in the trap but
They beez wit tha feds
I ain’t warnin bitches twice better
Heed what I said

P’s in the trap like to cook
It cook it cook it
I ain’t ask em for his chain I
Just took it took it took it
I just told this trick nigga gotta
Book it book it book it
If you say you straight nigga
Why you lookin lookin lookin (Haaan) )

I like my niggas rough pussy boy stop askin
I like gang bangin ass niggas get it crackin
Got a ESO nigga lookin like Bobby Brackins
Imma pretty cold nigga wit tha
Trips I ain't Lackin

Niggas talking bout these bodies
That they never did
All my niggas got them burners said
I swear they never miss
I just want some booty nigga
Don’t be trynna gimme kiss
Like how you take care of yo shoes
But don’t take care of yo kids

Oh i think I made a hunnid off of bo’
Me I’m that P from the A to the O
Quarantine phresh leave ya J’s at the do’
Know some niggas in the city
Make it rain in Frisco

I ain’t fuckin on you if
It ain’t about them dollas
These niggas claim they real but they
Be fake around they mamas
Must’ve bumped yo head nigga trynna
Fuck without no condom
Bitch im in my groove llama bussin like Osama

Obama i gotta Russian bitch
Oxana dracko in gabana
Pleiades tha don dada
Puffin on Havana Paco Dolce and Gabana
I been in my bag hit that road
Free yatta

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