Uh, uh, uh Uh, uh Ayy, ayy, "Freestyle 8," bitch ass nigga, ho ass nigga, nobody safe, not even your ho Haha, hahaha Dee Mula, damn "Freestyle 8," ain't nobody safe
I used to fuck with you, now you a opp So when I see you, boy, you getting shot I walk around with this guap in my pocket Now I'm getting cocky, yo' bitch give me toppy, it sloppy I'm fresh to death when I walk in My bitch don't like calling, she like to pop up She know I'm macking, she know these bitches gone pull up, the minute she slip up, she fucked up He looking mean on his pictures, holding these guns up What the fuck I'ma run for? I got them guns too Nigga say he gon' harm who? Choppa tear that boy arm loose I'm smoking cabin wood, sitting back just chillin', coolin', vibin', villain How you don't like me? You don't know me You say I'm a ho, come and show me Let off twenty-four shots like I'm Kobe Ooh, I'm off papers, dude is a hater Smoke ‘em like a vapor, send ‘em to his maker I'm fucking his bitch, he gon' hate that, uh-uh, payback Pull up on a ho in a Maybach My circle small like some Froot Loops, I'm the shit like some boo boo Pull up with some animals, zoo crew How you get shot and I wasn't even there? Voodoo, that's cold, igloo She throw it back, now I'm going deeper, for the deep end I bought me a spot for my killers to sleep in He ain't got no type of defense Quick to take a nigga bitch, let me get that I'ma fuck the ho for the weekend Send the ho back for the weekday, she can argue with you I got her stuck like some glue Who is that texting yo' phone? I have no clue Smooth dude, Michael Jackson shoes If I jump in the pool, then the water wouldn't move I can get you on, watch the news Showing out for the internet, that's when you lose (Damn)
"Freestyle 8," ain't nobody safe Bitch, aight, ain't nobody safe Ain't nobody safe, not even your bitchTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
