Bloody Freestyle lyrics

by

Hittman


[Intro]
Woah, woah aye
Real talk bro
n*ggas think I'm on this other sh*t bro
Im on the same sh*t you other n*ggas on bro
I don't really be on the same pace but like, you know what I'm sayin' bro we can get up anywhere
I'm just flexing for this Freewave sh*t, you know how I'm comin'
Whoa, whoa, whoa, aye, whoa, whoa aye

[Verse 1]
Don't know what it is but you got me
Imma f*ck her friend, that’s what it come to
Aye, I know he think he is but he not me
Aye, I'm living on that edge no where to run to
I came wit' my God and my gun too
Double G's n*gga make a funny move
She gon' ride with me she don't f*ck with you
She gon' crash for me that what dummies do
I'm all out of town hear my mans wylin
Thinkin' 'bout them nights can't remember nun'
Boy we know your home if some xans calling
When it’s up for money boy ain’t sh*t fun

[Bridge]
Whoa, whoa, whoa, aye
Yeah I'm boolin' smokin' dope man it's me and Plu2o man, me and Ja Money man
Ima' have like the oldheads over here in it, n*gga better stop trippin' forreal
But nah, f*ck that negative sh*t, I only want positive
Whoa, aye, aye
[Verse 2]
Hidin' the valley 'cause my dope here
Aye, and if she choose me then Kenny Chosen
And I got this freebie 'cause he owe me
I made double profit off your homie
Aye, she gon' miss me up cause she regret me
I only finesse you if you let me
Percocet is Satan why you next to me
Aye, her daddy bought her Benz I'm movin' next speed

[Outro]
Aye, Freewave we do this mane
I just dropped n*gga know
Tryna, you tryna hide me
All friendly kept and sh*t
You tryna play it cool
What can I say, I'm out though
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