"San Antonio Freestyle" lyrics
Hey, what's up? Uhm, it's your girl P-Money, Santiva, that's right, uhm
I dropped a little hook to represent San Antonio
And to do a little shout out
Uhm, shout out to my niggas out there that are putting San Antonio on the map
Uh, so check it out, let me know what you think
Share it, like it, uhm, masturbate to it, ahh
Check me out, I wish you woulda seen me outside of San Antonio
Head down outside the Roach Motel like Paul Meadows
And a few of you nasty-ass triflin' hoes
Sorry to myself for the baddie-back parliaments like Ireland and Scotland
Not a baddie, but I'm Natalie and you Scotland, nigga, bitch
Thinkin' I'm Romeo, I never met no Juliet
Not in no motherfuckin' DM, for real
I don't even got no one to text GM
Look how low I've fallen
Thinkin' how did I get to the point I'm gettin' curved by a fan
Goddamn, nigga, you used to be the man
Talkin' Lindsay off 60's Ant
You got too comfortable in the club poppin' bands
Tryna fight all your friends, but back to that fam
Maybe she just had somethin' to do in the mornin'
Maybe you the one that's really toxic
Maybe you the one with the God complex, probably
Damn, maybe I need this work smarter
More efficient, more precision
And tryin' to go harder than all these soft, fat niggas
They want me go viral, crash out premature
Become a three-month martyr
Not at all, no not Robert
Pussy
That's what you want out of me?
That shit I'll never be
Way too headstrong like your hoe in that thong
Suckin' the soul out of me
You should know now you ain't gon' get nowhere with me, nigga
Way too many opinions on me, nigga
I been tryin' to tell you I hate your outfit for the last ten minutes
Empire mixtapes, not for the weak hearted
If you don't fuck with Evil Empire
Well then, you're just a bitch ass trick
I think I might be happy
I dropped a little hook to represent San Antonio
And to do a little shout out
Uhm, shout out to my niggas out there that are putting San Antonio on the map
Uh, so check it out, let me know what you think
Share it, like it, uhm, masturbate to it, ahh
Check me out, I wish you woulda seen me outside of San Antonio
Head down outside the Roach Motel like Paul Meadows
And a few of you nasty-ass triflin' hoes
Sorry to myself for the baddie-back parliaments like Ireland and Scotland
Not a baddie, but I'm Natalie and you Scotland, nigga, bitch
Thinkin' I'm Romeo, I never met no Juliet
Not in no motherfuckin' DM, for real
I don't even got no one to text GM
Look how low I've fallen
Thinkin' how did I get to the point I'm gettin' curved by a fan
Goddamn, nigga, you used to be the man
Talkin' Lindsay off 60's Ant
You got too comfortable in the club poppin' bands
Tryna fight all your friends, but back to that fam
Maybe she just had somethin' to do in the mornin'
Maybe you the one that's really toxic
Maybe you the one with the God complex, probably
Damn, maybe I need this work smarter
More efficient, more precision
And tryin' to go harder than all these soft, fat niggas
They want me go viral, crash out premature
Become a three-month martyr
Not at all, no not Robert
Pussy
That's what you want out of me?
That shit I'll never be
Way too headstrong like your hoe in that thong
Suckin' the soul out of me
You should know now you ain't gon' get nowhere with me, nigga
Way too many opinions on me, nigga
I been tryin' to tell you I hate your outfit for the last ten minutes
Empire mixtapes, not for the weak hearted
If you don't fuck with Evil Empire
Well then, you're just a bitch ass trick
I think I might be happy
