Tay-K - GET SILLY FREESTYLE lyrics
[Tay-K - GET SILLY FREESTYLE lyrics]
I was splurgin' at North Park
Tryna look rich (What?)
Could've bought an ass for
My motherfuckin' bitch (Damn)
Free Santana Sage
(Gang) he gonna empty out the clip (Gang
Gang) on my mama
I'ma rage for my motherfuckin' jit's
I won't ever flip the page, bitch
I'm stickin' to the script (Rug-Rat)
Old-ass niggas lame and I'm bout
To pull they slip (Rug-Rat)
Bitch, I'm half your fuckin' age
With a extra long clip (Oh)
I don't got ten shots
But yo' aim ain't shit (Bitch)
Bitch, I keep the Smith like
My name Brad Pitt
22 shots, clip look like my dick
(Fa-fa-fa-fa)
If a nigga try me, on my momma I get lit
(yeah)
If Wu say he dead, then I know his ass is hit
Choppa 22, with a extra long clip (Bang)
And that stock kick back
But it ain't shit to fold that bitch
(Bap, bap, kick back)
Rappin' ass niggas ain't gon' do shit
Bitch, I'm loadin' up this Cobra while
You loadin' up that diss (Gah, bah)
I got hella shooters
And they ain't gonna miss
Bitch, it's 2016
What's the addy to your crib?
(It's 2016, man)
I don't tote no Glock, boy
I know you see that stick (Stick)
And if you run up on me like a Beyblade
I rip (Fah)
I don't know what you heard
But Lil Tay-K with the shit's
I never duck a opp, unless he is a snitch
(Snitch, bitch)
And I'm still out here juggin'
'cause I can't even resist (Bitch)
And I still got opps
'cause I'm still hittin' licks (Bitch)
Bitch, I'm Tay-K
And I'm steady on the clock (Tick-tock)
And the feds want my head, I
And I'm always finessin'
I can never ever stop
If a nigga try to press me, like a soda
I pop (Pop)
If 12 pull me over, on my mama, I'ma run
'Cause it's BB on my belt
But it's hollows in my gun
(Hollows in my gun)
Every single day, I could never miss one
Bitch, I'm out here in the field
And I do this shit for fun
Tryna look rich (What?)
Could've bought an ass for
My motherfuckin' bitch (Damn)
Free Santana Sage
(Gang) he gonna empty out the clip (Gang
Gang) on my mama
I'ma rage for my motherfuckin' jit's
I won't ever flip the page, bitch
I'm stickin' to the script (Rug-Rat)
Old-ass niggas lame and I'm bout
To pull they slip (Rug-Rat)
Bitch, I'm half your fuckin' age
With a extra long clip (Oh)
I don't got ten shots
But yo' aim ain't shit (Bitch)
Bitch, I keep the Smith like
My name Brad Pitt
22 shots, clip look like my dick
(Fa-fa-fa-fa)
If a nigga try me, on my momma I get lit
(yeah)
If Wu say he dead, then I know his ass is hit
Choppa 22, with a extra long clip (Bang)
And that stock kick back
But it ain't shit to fold that bitch
(Bap, bap, kick back)
Rappin' ass niggas ain't gon' do shit
Bitch, I'm loadin' up this Cobra while
You loadin' up that diss (Gah, bah)
I got hella shooters
And they ain't gonna miss
Bitch, it's 2016
What's the addy to your crib?
(It's 2016, man)
I don't tote no Glock, boy
I know you see that stick (Stick)
And if you run up on me like a Beyblade
I rip (Fah)
I don't know what you heard
But Lil Tay-K with the shit's
I never duck a opp, unless he is a snitch
(Snitch, bitch)
And I'm still out here juggin'
'cause I can't even resist (Bitch)
And I still got opps
'cause I'm still hittin' licks (Bitch)
Bitch, I'm Tay-K
And I'm steady on the clock (Tick-tock)
And the feds want my head, I
And I'm always finessin'
I can never ever stop
If a nigga try to press me, like a soda
I pop (Pop)
If 12 pull me over, on my mama, I'ma run
'Cause it's BB on my belt
But it's hollows in my gun
(Hollows in my gun)
Every single day, I could never miss one
Bitch, I'm out here in the field
And I do this shit for fun