All Year Freestyle

Nah, he ain't he's not even Teen X
Fuck him

Yeah, yeah oh yeah
When I was in school, I
Was playing with tools
I was off of them drugs
My teacher tried to tell my momma
But she already knew I was up
When I walked in my house
I smelled just like weed
And I had drank in my cup
I was broke and you come flexing around me
I'll make you give that shit up
Yeah, I'll make you give that shit up
Yeah, run off with your shit
Yeah I'm taking it
Got a big booty bitch, and
Her ass so fat that
When I'm in it it's like
An earthquake in it
I been serving these 'feens
Yeah they doing crack
My pops in the trap yeah he making it
I'm on all this codeine, yeah
That's where I'm at
And I get high 'till I can't think of shit
And I get high 'till I can't think of shit
Yeah, I get high 'till I can't think
I'm off of these shrooms, I'm going up
Its hot outside, I got on mink
Ain't no red on me, but that shit pink
That bitch dead to me, we can not link
That bitch dead to me, she
Can not talk to me, i had to up up my rank
I was fucking with this pretty bad bitch
Then I had to go in a grave
I got all these hoes, all ecstasy
That's why shawty copped me a chain

MG5, I just popped a blue pill
I was just in a show at Atlanta
Now look at me I got a house on the hill
If a nigga try me he get
Killed, give a fuck 'bout
Give a fuck how he feel
Made my a first mill been from my deal, ay
Yeah for real
Like a orange, nigga, I'm bout to peel
Ay yeah for real
In a SRT, and now we doing, off the hill
Shawty texted me, say she needed
Her pills paid, uh, ew
Shawty stressing me, fuck a bitch
Then I dip, ay, all year

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