Lil Rod-D - CPR Freestyle

GMG Lil Bitch
GMG Lil Bitch
Foenem got on black ones clutching in a ski mask
High as fuck we on that car who the fuck is that
Slammed the clip to the glocky n**** this a pro mag
Feel like Beezy ain't no pencil or pen in this bookbag
Walk up in the mall I'm copping shit fuck a price tag
I know bitches who get money and blow that shit off real fast
Now she asking for some money hell nah save your fuckin cash
'Member days I had to walk home nobody had my back
Rocking pf flyers like I'm benny off of sandlot
My bitch and my wraps got some in common
Cus they both tops
Wake up in the morning brush my teeth thumb through blue knots
We can't chill or associate if you not getting guwap
Hoe
It's lil rodd im faded bitch
Smoking doties sippin rum
Vlone with my white ones
Pockets fat on Big Pun
You got robbed
They spent your funds
N**** where yo fuckin gun
Gotta get yo lick back bring yo homie ain't no one on ones
In the stu smoking runtz
Shorty thinking that I'm dumb
Kick that bitch out like a punt
GGabo can't go for none
Peep that backdoor I ain't no dummy
Bought a gun I named him Tommy
I was broke as fuck eating salami
If you run up commit a hommi
And I'm in the stu bitch it's a freestyle
I got Glizzy and JD too and they rolling loud
Bronem gotta pressor on the K it don't make a sound
Tryna hit Miami with the gang and we rolling loud
And it's mother fuck the police at the station rolling loud
Unkie got the bows up in the back hit em for a pound

Written by:
Gabriel Rozay

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