"Aretha Franklin Freestyle" lyrics

Huh-huh, huh
(Boom)

I'll make the Glock sing, sum' like Aretha Franklin
What you need a needle baby?
What you in here fiendin' baby?
I been sellin' cream lil' baby
White seats, (Mobleyyy) I done Charlie-

Sheen, the brand new Beam' baby
Shit been crazy, I've been wakin' up, feel like I'm dreamin' baby
Told bro don't be loose on the phone, I ain't Lil Meech, brudda
Hop out where you sleep with cutters
Wet you up, you might just need umbrellas
Make you do the rain dance
Twinnem that my main man
Told 'em free Three up out that can, no spray tan
I pop out like Freddy Krueger, you more like Sandman
Chopper beatin' hoes too, I call it Kankan
Quit the bars but I used to be in Xan' land
Pockets fatter than a bitch just like Xanman
Emerald cut, diamonds on the watch, look like Ben 10
If it ain't my nephew, you know I don't fuck with ManMan
What he say? Huh, yeah, uh-huh, uh-huh
(Boom)

I'll make the Glock sing, just like Michael Jackson
Two-tone diamonds on me and them bitches dancin'
Was sellin' white girl, now I'm out in Maryland in a mansion
I ain't gon' lie, that fame shit might be gettin' to my head
For old money baby, it makes you happy more than men
Had to tell bro, they gon' zip you up, you don't make sure he dead
Wish big bro could call me, he been crashin' out in Feds
All the shit I did, it break my heart if you ain't breakin' bread
The whole hood on my back, damn near broke my legs
Real L baby, I can show you how to play it
It ain't your lucky day, they knock your dumbass out like Craig
Uh-huh, uh-huh, yeah, huh, huh, huh
(Scah-scah)
H-huh, uh-huh
Bitch I'm trippin' off the Perc' right with Trippie Redd
(Trippie Redd), (Trippie Redd)
Quadruple stack made me feel like I'm on 50 mills'
(Like I'm on 50 million), (Like I'm on 50 million)
The way we stepped on him, would've thought that we had 50 legs
(Boom-boom)
(We had 50 legs)
I ain't even had to dump the whole hunnid', bitch I still got 'bout fifty left
(Fifty, fifty)
(Scah-scah)
(Brahh-brahh, brahh)
Huh, ha, yeah, yeah

I'll make the Glock sing, sound like Aretha Franklin
What you need a needle baby?
What you in here fiendin' baby?
I been sellin' cream lil' baby
White seats
All I'm tryna-