Diizii - SliknDiiz Freestyle

Uh, uh-uh-uh (Yeah, yeah, yeah, ha-ha, uh-huh)
Uh, uh-uh-uh-oh (Yeah, ha-ha, bitch!)
Uh, uh-uh-uh, yeah (Skrrt! I'll fuck yo' bitch!)
Uh-uh, uh-uh (Ooh-ooh), you a bitch
Like, "Diizii, how you do that?" (How you do that?)
Like, "Slika, how you do that?" (How I do that?)
I just rolled up you and your fuckin' youngin' (On God, rr-rr!)
Like, bitch, we smokin' on two packs
I just smoked lil' bro and charged him for a feature
My tutor hot as fuck, I'm tryna fuck my teacher (Ah, ah, uh-uh), ah!
She don't know me, like, bitch, it's nice to meet ya (Fah-fah-fah)
You wanna be petty? (Fah-fah) I will always beat ya (On God!)
I'm smokin' biscotti, yeah
Blacked out whip, Maserati, yeah
Finna whip up on the pot, I'm feelin' like Yo Gotti, yeah
Change my name to Joe 'cause when she give me head, it's sloppy, ah
Ah, ah
Blow down on that mota
Pull that Drac' out, I ain't talkin' no controller (What?)
Two sticks, ah
Say you bang, but I'm lookin' for yo' gang (Ooh), where they at?
You can't fake this shit (Boom-boom)
Like, this shit not a game (Phew, fah-fah), grr!
Lil youngin' (Look), I'on' really fuck with the lames (Look, I'on' fuck! Ha-ha)
Two sticks by my side like a XBOX remote
Not no game controller, they don't know 'bout shit (Ah)
Yeah! (Ah) Yeah! She gon' come and suck on my dick, uh (Ooh-ooh)
You know who the fuck it is (Phew), it's Diizii and Slika, my God!
Fuck you talkin' 'bout? I'm goin' crazy (Yeah, skrrt!)
No, bitch, I'm never lazy (Ooh)
I was wrappin' up the packs up in the bando
Sold a pack up out that green, I called it camo (Hoo, wait)
Double cup (Ooh-ooh), pour the lean up
Make a mess, when we fuck; gotta clean up (Phew)
Freestyle with Diizii
Bitch, I'm litty, get wit' me
Stay fifty plus fifty (Skrrt!)
Rr-rr!

Written by:
Jonathan Chaplain, Michael Pastrana

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Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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