ZOTiYAC - PF Freestyle lyrics
[ZOTiYAC - PF Freestyle lyrics]
TooRaw aye
Aye Fuck being Humble
Niggas lame, then I bitch on my uncle
He get caught with that rock he gon' fumble
I go rocky on niggas lets rumble
Brand new PF with the white leather
Far as who gon jump out
You won't find better, these opps niggas
Rats I go shredder first i get head
Then make that bitch my header
Like my nigga cyn say that
Bitch can't get my
Sweater this some Crowlife exclusive
Wit the 187 letters
I could do this shit wit no effort
You and yo bitch ain't work
Out i'ma bow flex er
Aye Swerving that coupe I ain't crashin
Niggas swear they gon shoot but they lacking
Niggas say that's his boo then I tax it
I ain't even smashed a bitch
I just make her give a fraction
Aye, Niggas talk about guns
But don't have them
Watch this stick hit his ass
Like it's Madden
Put yo shit in the air like Aladdin
We leave blood on the carpet
Carpenter asking what happend
This some shit you can't even imagine
Pull up and some shit you can't even imagine
Aye, can't imagine havin
I'll shoot some shit up and
Act like it didn't happen
I'm a real rapper while
You niggas steady cappin
Ugh, why you niggas steady drafting
I ain't picking up no recruit's
My niggas all crackin
And my gun is so gorgeous I had
To put it in a pageant
Whip out that mag and, I see you like magic
Spell that shit out for you
Read this attachment
Kicking some shit like a fetus or fee
For the brand new Pf's on
My feet looking lavish
Aye, You want to be first you ain't lasting
Make yo T-shirt my merch ship a package
Masking up like the purge
And this man has got some shit up in the
Front that make a nigga do a backflip
Aye Fuck being Humble
Niggas lame, then I bitch on my uncle
He get caught with that rock he gon' fumble
I go rocky on niggas lets rumble
Brand new PF with the white leather
Far as who gon jump out
You won't find better, these opps niggas
Rats I go shredder first i get head
Then make that bitch my header
Like my nigga cyn say that
Bitch can't get my
Sweater this some Crowlife exclusive
Wit the 187 letters
I could do this shit wit no effort
You and yo bitch ain't work
Out i'ma bow flex er
Aye Swerving that coupe I ain't crashin
Niggas swear they gon shoot but they lacking
Niggas say that's his boo then I tax it
I ain't even smashed a bitch
I just make her give a fraction
Aye, Niggas talk about guns
But don't have them
Watch this stick hit his ass
Like it's Madden
Put yo shit in the air like Aladdin
We leave blood on the carpet
Carpenter asking what happend
This some shit you can't even imagine
Pull up and some shit you can't even imagine
Aye, can't imagine havin
I'll shoot some shit up and
Act like it didn't happen
I'm a real rapper while
You niggas steady cappin
Ugh, why you niggas steady drafting
I ain't picking up no recruit's
My niggas all crackin
And my gun is so gorgeous I had
To put it in a pageant
Whip out that mag and, I see you like magic
Spell that shit out for you
Read this attachment
Kicking some shit like a fetus or fee
For the brand new Pf's on
My feet looking lavish
Aye, You want to be first you ain't lasting
Make yo T-shirt my merch ship a package
Masking up like the purge
And this man has got some shit up in the
Front that make a nigga do a backflip