Текст песни Yankee Freestyle - I'mani

Hey Mani

Yea
Uh
Yea
Yea I love when I get in this mode

Slide with me
Vibe with me
Uh yea
I'm more than a rap nigga
I'm from New York like a Yankee
We don't give no props
To that rat nigga
Look at the sign on my hat nigga
I'ma rock out
Like my hat niggas
Let me cool out
Like my crip niggas
Before I start letting it clap
Nah I'm playing but
My nigga relax
Head nods I ain't giving no daps
Jordan shrugging
I'ma work on my traps
Sneaker plugging
Used to serve out the trap
This ain't a trap it's a pot of gold
Jump in the Guap
Like Geronimo
Just got some top
While I'm smoking gelato
She hates that I got a lot of hoes
Why argue
When I'ma see her tomorrow
Thirsty bitches
I don't follow those
I ain't fucking
If I know she don't swallow
Told you I'm not a roll model tho
Make your move wisely
Cause my time is borrowed
After I fuck bitch I got to roll
Before the function I got to roll
Bread in my pocket I got a roll
Cash Pay Pal even the Zelly
Popping bottles
With some hoes in a telly
I take Religion shots
Off of her belly
It's getting hot
So she stripping like Nelly
I'm kissing Kiesha
Than I'm missing Kelly
Kelly on Kiesha
Peanut butter jelly
She getting sticky
She suck my neck
But I can't get a hickey
She on my dick
Like a grip on a blicky

Yea
She ride with me
She vibe with me
She slide with me
She be outside with me
Look at the sign on my hat nigga
I'ma rock out
Like my hat niggas
Let me cool out
Like my crip niggas

Before I load up
And I let this shit rip
White tee with a pic
And a R.I.P.
His last words
Fore I emptied the clip
Was how did you know
That today I would slip
I said you had too much
Dip on your chip
Nah I'm playing nigga
I ain't said nothing
I started busting
And he did a flip
Swear that he landed
Right into his plot
Jimmy got shot
And was I there or not
Nobody knows we don't talk
To the cops
And my bitch pussy as wet
As a mop
I'm the nigga
Make your bitch want to pop
Touch her one time
And I open up shop

Yea
She ride with me
She slide with me
She be outside with me

Whole time it's a song
Bout a weapon
10 shots in my new
Smith and Wesson
17 inside the Glock
It's a blessing
Big body in the crib for protection
We got strippers
Ain't no hoes I'm my section
I don't like clubbing
I'm not into flexing
FaceTime me cause
I ain't into texting
Drop the addy
I'll be there in a second
I'm number one
I ain't coming in second
If she married
Than her husband a side
I told her tell me
One time that I lied
Phone must have died
Cause she didn't reply
Air Jordan baby I'm born to fly
I'm a fly Gemini
See a nigga in the sky
Hold on girl look in my eyes
It's a star when you see it
When I say it you repeat it
(Hey Mani)
Michael Jackson I'ma beat it
On her sheets I just skeeted
Matter fact
Uh wait
Hopping in a fucking ES
Nah I'm hopping in a SR
Matrix got a black car
I can pull a nigga black card
Niggas mad because we trap hard
I say that shit in a lot of songs
Don't know my name
And she got it wrong
Baby I'm weird like a oblong
I done killed a lot of niggas songs
Huh
(Why you keep doing that)
I done killed a lot of niggas songs

But they ride with me
They slide with me
They be outside with me
Baby come vibe with me
Yea
Ride with me
Yea
Slide with me
Yea
Be outside with me
Damn
Baby just vibe with me
Yea
Uh
Baby just vibe with me
Yea
Huh
Baby just vibe with me
Yea
Huh
I don't give no props
To that rat nigga