heartstopmiami - dont kno nothin freestyle lyrics
[heartstopmiami - dont kno nothin freestyle lyrics]
Yeah, yeah glocky with a beam
We gon' get ’em gone
Fixing up my knots, 'cause I can't get robbed
They jealous of your boy
’cause the money real long
My main and my side bitch don't get along
Don't know nothing 'bout no fashion
But I walked into the store
And I made a transaction
Now we out, what's happening?
They seeing me win, and it's maddening
And I let bitches hold the bankrolls
Let's go she don't wanna let 'em go, no, no
What I’m finna do now? Uh
What I’m finna do now? Uh
In love my main bitch, ha, ha
Still fuckin' that side hoe, yeah, yeah
Wait until she find out, yeah
Wait until she find out, yeah
Feel like I’m losing my mind
I need a bad bitch who do crime, yeah
Need it like Bonnie and Clyde
She gon' ride, she gon' ride, yeah
We get high, yeah off the reefer
I won't leave her i’m gon' bleed first
Hit 'em with that grrt ba, grrt ba, grrt
They don't want this shit
Lil' bitch we is it
We pull up with Glock's and k's
We pull up we buss it down
Hella rounds, all around
Yeah glocky with a beam
We gon' get 'em gone
Fixing up my knots, 'cause I can't get robbed
They jealous of your boy
'cause the money real long
My main and my side bitch don't get along
Don't know nothing 'bout no fashion
But I walked into the store
And I made a transaction
Now we out, what's happening?
They seeing me win, and it's maddening
We gon' get ’em gone
Fixing up my knots, 'cause I can't get robbed
They jealous of your boy
’cause the money real long
My main and my side bitch don't get along
Don't know nothing 'bout no fashion
But I walked into the store
And I made a transaction
Now we out, what's happening?
They seeing me win, and it's maddening
And I let bitches hold the bankrolls
Let's go she don't wanna let 'em go, no, no
What I’m finna do now? Uh
What I’m finna do now? Uh
In love my main bitch, ha, ha
Still fuckin' that side hoe, yeah, yeah
Wait until she find out, yeah
Wait until she find out, yeah
Feel like I’m losing my mind
I need a bad bitch who do crime, yeah
Need it like Bonnie and Clyde
She gon' ride, she gon' ride, yeah
We get high, yeah off the reefer
I won't leave her i’m gon' bleed first
Hit 'em with that grrt ba, grrt ba, grrt
They don't want this shit
Lil' bitch we is it
We pull up with Glock's and k's
We pull up we buss it down
Hella rounds, all around
Yeah glocky with a beam
We gon' get 'em gone
Fixing up my knots, 'cause I can't get robbed
They jealous of your boy
'cause the money real long
My main and my side bitch don't get along
Don't know nothing 'bout no fashion
But I walked into the store
And I made a transaction
Now we out, what's happening?
They seeing me win, and it's maddening