444 Freestyle lyrics

[Intro]
Yea
YSB
Yea
Mm-mm
Popped a Xan
Tour around Japan, yea
We just hit your mans

[Verse]
Popped a Xan
Take a tour around Japan
b*tch we just hit you mans
Couple forties to his chest
Poppin forties to my head
Mama said imma end up dead
I ain't hear a word she said
Too busy, mind my business
You understand?
Busy getting all this bread
Busy getting all this head
From my b*tch, it's extensive
Do this sh*t ain't need no pencil
Speak my mind I do this mental
Getting deep this sh*t suspenseful
My b*tch ride me like a rental
Baby, can't you keep it simple?
You want Gucci, too expensive
But I'll get you what you want
Give a f*ck you can Louis Vuitton it
f*ck that sh*t I feel like the hardest
f*ck b*tches, leave me empty-hearted
f*ck haters they all retarded
Imma finish what I started
Imma do my sh*t regardless
What anyone says bout me I'm honest
These scars on my wrist, no artist
Those be from me at my darkest
Won't do it again I promise
No remorse they look astonished
It's triple 4 I hit the target
Leave his blood all on the carpet
They all know that I got problems
Me and my bros came from the bottom
You can tell look where I started
You still stuck inside yo closet
I'm on my way to the top no stoppin'
Got a new song and I'm bout to drop it
Dropping so much and I'm makin a profit
Oh sh*t there goes another deposit
Steppin on my block you better watch it
Best know I keep a Glock in my pocket
f*cking with me b*tch you don't wan' problems
All of these hoes they just talking to talk, yea
Got a bad b*tch and she dripping like a faucet
Member back then all them hoes, they was toxic
Now they wanna come around, they know what's in my wallet
Thought I had them blocked but they all callin'
When I show up, yea Imma blow up
If he want smoke, me and Smokey gonna roll up
Rolling up on his block, pull up in a ghost, uh
Aye it smell too much like weed in here, we roll the dope up
Watch out when we post up, do you think this is a joke?
Diamonds on my wrist, yea they all know they froze
Keep a few K's on me so they ain't know I'm broke
Hit a n*gga in his throat, he actin like he had a stroke
Run up on me like a frog, you get croaked
If he wan a problem b*tch, I put him in the scope
I be reaching all my goals
I'm still clutching with the bros
I'm still flexing on these hoes
150 for her show
Shawty said she wanna go
On a shopping spree let's go
Nah f*ck that sh*t Imma go broke
Imma go broke if you do that sh*t
Keep thoughts to myself, Ion do that sh*t
Give a f*ck what you want, Imma do my sh*t
Got YSB up in this b*tch
Monopoly me Ion play games b*tch
f*ckin wit her, she the same old b*tch
Hop in the Benz, Imma swerve that sh*t
Heater on me, Imma burn that b*tch
Little f*cked up in the head, I guess
n*ggas wan smoke wit me I guess
f*ck wit me Imma leave him dead
f*ck wit me I'll leave him in a ditch
Take a sh*t in his grave, tell him Rest In p*ss