Testo CMON FREESTYLE - NLE Choppa

CMON FREESTYLE

Ayy, them boy better get out this street 'cause they know how we play it
Check me then I’m runnin' him down (Runnin' him down)
Only the job cause I know where he stay at
From a lil' bitch that was toppin' him down (Yeah, yeah)
I got the jewel like I’m Vicks If your bitch have a hiccup
I’m stabbing my dick in her mouth
Tune in some K' when I crack me a smile
My grandma say: «Boy, you no longer a child»
Come on, hit from the back, smack her booty
Call me
, grab her coochie (Grab her coochie)
Dr. Miami did her boobies, thick as a Bible, hallelujah
, know how I do it
Pussy be dripping, like I flew it
That ain’t my bitch, tell her she blew it
I got that big head on her whole like Stewie (Like Stewie)
If you get close and I’m backin' up
I pay my sins for a minute, I don’t give a fuck
Took me a loss, now they adding me up
You had counted me out, man just keep it a buck
Straight on the nigga, not dappin' you up
If you reach for my hand then we packing you up (Brrrt)
I got a feeling that vibe knowing something
You setting me up, then we sending you up
Come on, reach for my chain, do a master, used to do in them days
Whip 'em, flip 'em, air lift 'em, Migo, get 'em, skip with the flippers
Shaking 'em down, that boy a stripper
This is the life of a grape street cripple
Keep on your pants, giving em grippers
If she suck dick good, I got a tip her
She call me papa (Papa)
She grippin' and she’s why I’m grippin' her chopper (Come on)
Ain’t trustin' no thot thot (Thot thot), yeah, know she a opp
But her pussy oppa (Come on), If she’s in the drop (Drop)
Watch it, they pop up and then they get shot up, yeah (Brrrt)
I know the plot (Plot), but plot twist I’ma shoot (Brrrt) till it lock up
Still tippin', water whippin', dance, digit, go 250
You talkin' down on me, tell them boys, get up with me
They havin' secret smoke, bring it to life
Niggas just sad, yeah, two C grape, I’m like Lil Baby (Come on)
See great to me like sad
Damn, they thought I lost it (Thought I lost it)
Them boys ran through with my style
Had to get a whole another wave, now I’m back on it
Them boys pissed in the toilet, hmm, they ain’t really even on shit
Same nigga said I wasn’t listenin' that I headshotted his homie
Pow, another one, pow, another one, pow
I ain’t know he was dead but God did
My lil nigga 15, he’ll lay on your house, I call him the spot kid (Spot kid)
I wanna get active (Hm), tired of speaking on the word that I put in
So spin, spin, sp- come on spin, spin, spin, spin
Third gen, F-N, equal twin, sin, sin, Perc' 10 with the fin (Hah, huh)
Blow like wind, been ten, I changed, man
Fin, fin, fin, fin, thought I was done but I did it again (Brrrt)