Aygee - HIT Freestyle

I don't care about fame
I'm tryna get the money grab the bag and get paid
I don't give a shit if you come or if you stay
Baby if you wanna come bring the champagne to the rave for the wave yeah
Bring the bottles in the club
Baby fill it up
I'm just tryna get the money
Take her see the stars
This lightie gotta hit
Man i fuck her in the whip
Like a circuit in the gym
Body looking thic
She sayings that it's big
Touch it with your lips
She's loving on this D***
So i'm sticking it inside
Sit your batty in the ride
She's telling me im nice when i drive got my eye on the prize
Got my eye on the time
See the i like i spy when it's mine
She fine like a ticket ona line
Wait a minute gotta grind
There's a limit to her pivot so i'm telling her bye find another man
No flexibility got another plan
What's the possibility if i wanna bang
See probability is that she got a man
But the toxicity is i don't give a damn
It's money and my bros
Got guys on 9 to 5s
Got guys selling crow
Know guys that can drive know guys that just don't
I don't glide with a nine but i glide with my flow
Please
Get the camera out my face ain't got time for silly games
Quick flash whens he gonna change
Shits trash
But you're still up on my page
Your still
I'm up
Doubling the wage
Now i gotta double down
I flip a penny to a pound pass the henny and the loud take a couple puffs swing like i'm swinging on a round about
She's loud when i'm in then i'm out
She shouts when she mounts like a crowd
We go rounds now we're out for the count
I'm on a route like a scout lost and found
This one's a doubt she wants clout so i gotta bounce
Swing the drink
Now she screaming that she lit
Touching on my body saying let's head to the crib
If she ain't a 7
I ain't gonna hit
Unless i'm wavy tripping on this ship
Refresh the page take a trip
Heavy sesh we on the strip
Skinny dipping free the nip
I'm tryna get the underwater tips
See her swimming like a fish
I call her my golden little miss
We need more bottles in the booth
She's looking kinda sweet so i treat her to some food
Was gonna say a bone or something bout a tooth
Fuck it doing both then im throwing up a deuce
Smooth
My flows
Criminal rude
Original juice
Subliminal moves
I release it back it back call it different views
This girl she looking bad but the millionth dude
She can't believe what she heard
Oh my word is what i'm saying when she turns
She kinda kind but the feeling is a blur
And she like lines every week man it's deep like an urge
I can't keep cos she'll hurt
Telephone feed is a curse watch the LED screen on a merc
She want the cream for her purse
Match the theme of the seat she looking clean and sweet with her curves
I'm tryna live the dream
Help the fam from my streams
What i swam it was deep
It always happens you gotta find what you seek
Trust that i will die for my dreams i'm behind on my sleep

Written by:
Nick Da Silva

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