"10:51 Freestyle" lyrics
"10:51 Freestyle"
(Damn, Drako, you made this?)
Alright (Lil' Fox, why you so godly, cuz?)
Free my hood, nigga, fuck your hood, nigga
I'm still on the Ave where it's all good, nigga
Tell the opps post they side, we gon' pull up and kill all they ass, nigga (Alright, come on)
For real, alright
No, I don't hang with no pussies (You know that), you wanna be gang, you gotta go catch you a body (Okay)
I know that I'm finna be rich, but I still wanna slide, I'm sorry, I just can't stop it (Okay)
The bitch was halfway naked, kicked her right out of the room, bitch, get dressed in the lobby (Okay)
Made the bitch get off the Perc' and pull up her skirt, now we fuckin' like Whitney and Bobby (Okay)
You don't wanna fuck with my opps, that's how you get shot, 'cause killin' them niggas my hobby (For real)
I don't wanna come off cocky, but niggas my sons, whatever I do, they copy (The fuck?)
I'm up in the hills countin' a couple of M's with a bad bitch callin' me papi
I'm shittin' on niggas, that's why most of 'em mad, somebody go get me a potty
I'm havin' my way, nigga, I'll fuck off your pay, whatever I want, I cop it (Okay)
But I'm ready to shoot, Glocks don't come with no safety, and, nigga, I don't gotta cock it
She know not to touch my phone, she ain't gon' be able to eat, so I don't gotta lock it (Her dumb ass)
I'm twistin' and turnin' the bitch, I fucked her so good, I'm treatin' this bitch like a Bop It (Okay)
She eatin' my dick like steak, I'm callin' her bae, she treatin' my shit like hibachi (Okay, okay, okay)
Bitch, this a brand-new Glock with twenty-two shots, what the fuck I look like boxin'? (Alright)
Bounced out on him, his bitch ass dropped his bag, we caught his dumb ass goin' shoppin' (Alright, bitch ass)
Bitch, this a Trackhawk Jeep in a high-speed chase, what the fuck we look like stoppin'? (Okay, dumbass)
Me and Lil Three locked in, bitch, free my brother, whenever he rollin', I'm rockin' (You know that)
We pulled up on him, he ain't have nowhere to go, we got his lil' dumb ass boxed in (Yeah)
I know me a whole bunch of killers, but Killa and Drilla, them two niggas up in my top ten
And he comin' right through the back door, he thinkin' he low, so fuck it, I'm lettin' the fox in
Wherever I go, I'm poppin', I dropped "On Deck" and, bitch, I took off like a rocket (Okay)
Playin' with Toss Gang so stupid, nigga, you better off stickin' a fork in a socket (Dumbass)
We was shakin' him down, nigga, I was so damn thirsty, I damn near snatched off his pocket (Okay)
Dog shit on me, nigga, I can't even fold it, this shit too big for a wallet (Okay)
Bitch, is we fuckin' or not? She playin' kitty games, dropped her ass off at Lil Folly (Come on)
Niggas be too damn tender, I followed this ho and this bitch-ass nigga done blocked me (The fuck?)
That nigga didn't bust his fire when it went down, no cap, that nigga is not me
I need me some new damn opps, when he got popped up, that nigga said, "Vonno shot me" (Fuckin' rat)
She eatin' my dick like steak, I'm callin' her bae, she treatin' my shit like hibachi (Alright, alright, okay)
Bitch, this a brand-new Glock with twenty-two shots, what the fuck I look like boxin'? (Okay, okay, okay, okay)
Bounced out on him, his bitch ass dropped his bag, we caught his dumb ass goin' shoppin' (Alright, okay, bitch ass)
Bitch, this a Trackhawk Jeep in a high-speed chase, what the fuck we look like stoppin'? (Okay, okay, dumbass)
Alright, nigga, free my hood, nigga, fuck your hood, nigga
We'll come extort your hood, nigga
I'm still on the Ave where it's all good, nigga
Tell the opps drop they lo', we gon' pull up and kill all they ass, man
Free them drivers, free the murderers, nigga
Free Three, nigga, free Famous, nigga, free the whole TG, nigga, fuck it
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