V-Nasty - Fresh Out Freestyle lyrics

[V-Nasty - Fresh Out Freestyle lyrics]

I got a 30 clip on 30s, in a Range Rover
Ten inch dick, that my pussy all over
My nigga is a master, but I'm the controler
Bitches talkin shit
Imma murder what I wrote her
I fuck with my niggas, on the block
We hustlin
Sittin on stacks, the money we touchin
Got pistols and choppers
So you know we bussin
Came to your niggas spot
And I left him with nothin
I'm a real ass bitch, and I never be fake
I can't slow down now
Cause I got money to make
You can catch me, posted, actin like Ace
And that town I rep
Imma be screamin my place
Niggas always talkin shit, out their mouth
Watch how I bring them choppers out
You broke ass bitch, watch how I hop out


These niggas already know what
The fuck I'm bout

I'm with Nasty, you know I'm black too
I'm in your house, slappin your
Bitch, like where the Coke, dude
What's the motherfucking combo to the safe
Bitch me and V Nasty hittin licks
And you bitches ain't safe
I'm dippin in the motherfuckin scraper
You ain't fuckin with SpaceGhostPurp
You's a hater
And I'll see you later, you can get it now
I'l beat your ass down, pow
I'm chillin with Young Slim, and Hawaii too
Find bitches, then kill and drill m too
You stupid, I got bricks
I don't need the tool
I can hit you with the sword
Got these diamonds, oh lord
Don't have the sword
And you don't send gifts
Bitch, I don't give a fuck bout you
Or your bitch i sold Crack to my own mother
So ask me, are you grimey, brother
I ain't your brother, you don't know me
From a fuckin tree
Fuck with all the pain, who, me
Na, I think not

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