Lyrics Freestyle 2 - No Pics

Riding with two switches and a yopp, we ridin' dirty
We just hopped out on a Op, we playin' bye-bye birdie
Brodie got his glock, yeah, I got my 30
We ain't crashin' out, you know my hand sturdy

I'm a flirt, I see a bad bitch, you know I'ma start flirtin
I'ma be rich, I had dreams of ridin' in suburban's
Fuck all them fantasies, let's get back to Purging
Bro can't show his face, he involved in murders

If it ain't a V8, then I ain't drivin' shit
Bro hopped out with a flash, he almost blinded him with it
Big-ass ladder on my Glick, yeah, I can climb on it
Did a drill early morning in some pajama shit

Nigga, we can't beef if it ain't bout a check
If you diss on ross, then nigga, you will be next
We done hopped out on a couple niggas and hit up they chest
I done had this bitch screamin', out no pics the best

I got opps in the East and opps in the West
We just bent da six, now we gon' go bend the ten
They try playin' with me and askin' what blocks I bent
Nigga, I just send the drops, my friend rocked your friends

Niggas tryna diss and they dont got a pot to piss in
If they in that whip, then we gon' send shots and lift em
Golden switchie on the back, yeah, my gun gifted
Gun don't got no button still rapid, yeah, this one different

My ex-bitch played with me, so I just start fuckin' bitches
Bitch, I know how to fuck, but I only fucked in one position
Bitch ate the whole dick like her tongue was missing
Opp nigga dropped the diss, then I fucked his sister

Hopped out chased a nigga, he tried duck the yopp
I don't give a fuck, I'm shootin' till my gun get hot
Ten milli's, that shit like I'm shootin' rocks
Lil' fat ass talkin' crazy like I don't know his pop

If I'm up at 6 a.m., then Ima open shop
I got a golden button, nigga, I got a golden glock
Made a honey bun on this block, nigga, this a golden block
Seany got shot once in the shoulder, that's a golden shot

Just woke up and I already done beat the system
The cops was on my ass, I was in the V with switches
They tried to turn on the lights, I push the V8 engine
I was relaxed, I was on the phone, with OML just bidding
Pulled up to the nine, I'm in the crest, yeah, I complete the mission

Met up with the guys, they still tryin' to leave some twitching
Backseat and Baby Wack, they deceased the victims
You know I be in them V's, yeah, I keep them spinnin
Bitch, keep tryin' to link, she tryin' to get my drop

We done had shootouts, broad day, nigga, ask the cops
Nigga, I smack grown-ass men, you can ask your pop
I just came from the deli, double cup this for Wok
I'm talkin' bout bre nigga, I ain't talkin' bout the juice

We done went in niggas' pockets, made they pockets loose