Tahmond - OZ Freestyle

You know I get my money my pockets is green
I'm gon' run that check up and turn it to pink
Smoke in the back while I'm rolling up stink so I go ahead and put the lean in my drink
Declining requests when I hop on a ham
But I still got bitches that sub on the spam
And hopped onna beat made a track and I slammed
Cause' I still had niggas that's stuck in the jam
We pull out a stick tell that nigga amen
We pop at they mouth like they popping a xan
We squabble on camera they want make amends
Smoke seven woods in the back of the van
Slumped as the fuck I don't want to pretend
If I smoke again then I'm gonna ascend
Fifteen lil bitches just walked in the club
They all saw the diamonds and now they in love
If we get the fucking I put on a glove
Now it's third base so walk into my spot
Grip on her ass cause' I know that she squat
Clap from the back got her guts in a knot
I'm writing these raps I open my mind I do it while smoking a blunt
I think to myself while I'm chasing that wealth and how do I really keep it coming?
And how ima stay out of trouble when bitch niggas always be pushing my buttons?
If you push that last one ima go get my gun and ima really get the thumping
I told that bitch no no ima run after the check
I told that nigga no go if you come after my neck
You see the diamonds gold gold you see the chain when I flex
If you reach for that shit, I get my stick, then I aim it at yo chest
I got my kick, I got my miss, she be throwing all the neck
I got your bitch, I got your strips, both of them is in my bed
He want the smoke he got tech cause' I fucked his lil bitch on the deck of the ship
He gonna have to wait for that unless he get a plane and he take him a trip
We on the gulf with it, you want your bitch back fly a couple hundred miles nigga
TTV1 shit, the birth of Tahmond
You thought I was done? No
I'm back on my flow
I got an oz in the booth and it blow
Run through it with woods I just got out the store
Hit another lick because I need some more
She calling my phone like you is a hoe
She told me she love me so I got to go
I knew you for two weeks I fucked on the low
The money be calling I put you on hold
I walk in the school and they flossed by the Yeezys
Biting my fits man these niggas want to be me
Some of these niggas they said they gon' see me
Nigga come some me then run up real quick wit the chop it's gon' eat at them
You will never see me again

Written by:
Aaron Howard

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