Fucked Up Freestyle Lyrics

I was eighteen I had to get it

Had no pot to piss in

At nineteen I had to switch it

Back to country living

I'm posted in the P dishing

And my cousins with me

By twenty one I had the funds

We fucking up the city

And I got fucked up with that gun

Because I keep it with me

And I got fucked up with

Them drugs because I'm

Serving plenty

He looking nervous

Ain't he

And if I slide

I'm hitting something

Don't care if it's yo granny

I got yo hoe she in my bed

In nothing but some panties

That pussy soak

That shit explode

But I ain't loving any

Aye fuck jail and fuck twelve

No I ain't cuffing any

New scat pack rev the hemi

And if that bitch just look my way

I swear I'll take her wit me

Ksubi jeans they on my ass

I swear they barely fit me

BB Simon on me shining

Cost like six fifty

Fuck around change yo mind

When I smile

I got that bitch with me

VV's in my mouth when I smile I'm laughing at the envy

These niggas greedy

I know you can see it

I wrote yo name on these bullets

Wouldn't wanna be ya

I drop that bag and they pull it

Put you in the cement

Repent then leave

Yea I see she is deceived

I pulled them racks out on her ass

No tricks up up my sleeve

And you ain't really smoking za

Nigga that's that wanna be

You better leave