Loubins - Grew Up a Skrew Up (Freestyle)

It's a game, I'm at your chest like a picture Hey Ginny baby, hold on, baby, I'm so on
Yeah They think I'm online, hmm, when I'm offline
Hmm Watch me hit that pot up with the finger roll
Inside the car, same color grips, mo' Sugar, no crime, just hold on, baby, hold on

She steppin' out the house, I need my ball on She dancin' in the place, she finna fall on
My soul dancin' on the floor, huh, yeah Lord, dancin' on the floor, huh
Who gon' find my texts? And to find out I'm in another flex, yeah
I do what I'm in the studio, that ain't your duty, yeah

I'm at your head like, yeah
I do what I'm in the studio, that ain't your duty, yeah
I'm at your head like, yeah
I do what I'm in the studio, that ain't your duty, yeah

I'm at your head like, yeah
I do what I'm in the studio, that ain't your duty, yeah
I'm at your head like, yeah
So spit in that shit, niggas, you gotta pay for it

Baby taught me this shit, you gotta wait for it, yeah
So I'm on hold, yeah
Bitch, I'm on flow, yeah
Ain't even tryin' hard, yeah

Watch me die hard, yeah
I'm get your life jacket, yeah
I'm in another bracket, yeah
They can't see me, they still hear me

They niggas fear me, but don't kill me
Understand me
They niggas fear me, but don't kill me
I do what I'm in the studio, that ain't your duty

Yeah, I do what I'm in the studio, that ain't your duty
That ain't your duty
I do what I'm in the studio, that ain't your duty
Bitch, I got the flame

Yeah, I got the flame
You know the name, yeah
Blue and baby, shit, they know the name
Yeah, tried to be for a real nigga

Yeah, one for the real nigga
Big ones, man
You know this, yeah
Don't pole this

This shit so potent, I know this
Yeah, bitch, I know this

Written by:
Loubins Jean-Baptiste

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