TroublezOffCee - 51 Freestyle

I heard the opps, they talkin' shit but out here for The snap, man they do it for clout
They never out, I never care cause these niggas so Mad and they pockets in droughts, they pockets
In droughts Making this money, I'm rolling a wood And
I'm smoking some loud, I'm smoking some loud Roll Up the niggas in dutches and then I pass
It around, I pass it around If you around me then you Making money, my niggas no broke boys I see them Blue boys, I'm riding right past
Them with new toys I been hearing your homie a rat Why is he your boy I might be wearing some carti Right now, ain't no I don't play boi They looking for You, be on 10 with that van
If I see from the corner, I pop out and blast This Bitch don't hold, no 30 for none, it's
Like 4th of July, in a different month I'm bending Your block in the steamer is
Blue It might be a Beamer, it might be a Cruze

It might be a Jeep or it might be a Coupe Just be on 10, your life you can lose
I can do 100 and I just won't change I'm loving this Shit, I'm loving my ways
I look at my niggas, all I do is pray I'm hitting the Cuts, I get lost in the maze
She sucking my dick while I sit back and blaze my Opps aint on shit my whole team is crazy

I hop in the steamer, we get in the chase We slide on The opps and we run us a play
I'm really sheisty cause we chop a gang I feel the Adrenaline and it run through my
Veins I'm smoking this pack and it got me in space
If you from the raq then you know what I'm saying

When I fucked her, I had on my chains She know all My thoughts cause her brain was
Amazing If you head good, I might ask what you Craving
You making no money cause you was lazy
You making no money cause you was so lazy

Written by:
Luis Andrade

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