RiskTakerLeek - Free Quez Freestyle

Ayy, okay, push, fuck
I'm finna talk my shit
The whole city know how we
Ayy, the whole city know how we comin', shit
Pull up to the crib, put two in his face
I don't even know why they stuntin', shit
That lame-ass n***a keep melly' about her
Bitch, it's time comin
Same day of my momma's funeral
They almost killed his brothers, shit
I'm about to be 25
Tell the truth, I ain't gotta do nothin
I been spinnin', I been slidin
I just do this shit for fun
MBG, stand for Money, Body Glocks
We got the guns
They can't compete
Put that shit up on his top
He ain't got no funds
Ayy, he pulled up on his bumper
He was so ho, brung him with it
Just like happy birthday
He blew his candle out his last wish
They beefin' at Quezon County
My n***a don't fuck with no rats
Shit, he would've stayed out a little bit longer
His ass would've been Slatt
You know we team', get back
We spinnin' cats like we hit hats
My famous animal freestyle almost
smack the n***a before I did that
Y'all shootin' cars while there be girls up in it
Your momma gon' be next
Know I got cake, move my fours
O.T. hit your newborn in her hat
We got way more dicks than porno
No homo, we pull up and blow, I fold up
If we don't see him when we spin through
Come back, go down, yo, yo
I don't even know why them bitch-ass n****s
Miss a carry for fail, yo
I pull up to your party solo
Just me and Sosa, I know he gon' blow
But I ain't solo, I got killers trailin' me
Talkin' bout Snug, talkin' bout TFA
I'm talkin' bout MBG
You know we get back for real
All my n****s GBG
Claude died the same week
Dumb-ass n***a crashed on JK
Why y'all ain't come to the block
Y'all know who had whacked your people
You know who put them on fox
I know you heard of, Scottie Ray
I know you heard all them shots
I ain't no valley exist no more
They gay ass, gotta stop
You see these diamonds
Real VVs, not the fake
Like, for the block
Put a load of kick, though
Get your head, bitch, just like
Pssh, let me stop
I'm just chillin' with Lil' Josh
He pullin' up straight outta the box
Know he see demons when he sleep
So we get high like no tomorrow
Let me hush, I can't say no more
It's still open cases
I'm still in the city
Chain hang on regular basis
They gon' try big risky
Kill us with me in they faces
I got my own guns
If I feel danger, I spray it

Written by:
Malik Wright

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