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Baby IRun - Freestyle Lyrics



Baby IRun - Freestyle Lyrics
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Oh, you don't think I got flow
I got that bitch and she love going low
Why would I stop man I'm just finna go
Feeling jiggy I might hit the woah
(Woah)
I got a walk with a chopper on me
It's fully loaded and it got a beam
Put your ass to sleep just like a dream
To figure it out well you got to think
She drink on wine man she just love to drink
I break her back man I'm on the brink
My bitch smell lovey yeah she never stink
Feel like I'm jojo this Adventure Bizarre
I get so high like I landed on Mars
Feel like a lion cause I'm on a roar
Take her ass shopping and buy her the store
Yeah
They flow be so broke yeah, they tryna rob
She want me to fix her like my name is Bob
I hit her once and then I threw the lob
I do the dash give a f*ck bout a cop
All this killing, when it's gonna stop
Run up on me you gone get your ass popped
Now your bitch lonely so she give me top
Uh Let me get it together
Diamonds so cold and they changing the weather
She knew my name and I didn't even tell her
Cocky shit I just feel like I'm better
Picking and choosing and then they want me
You want a verse I'ma need me a fee
Always got fuel man I'm never on E
Feel like I teacher I gave her the D
This ain't madden I ain't gon' fumble the stick
She tryna hang with the gang yea the click
My pockets fat man I feel like I'm Rick
I think I got Covid because my flow is sick
Wait, whoa
No Nintendo but I'm about to switch it
Counting the money yeah I love my digits
Ready to spin I ain't talking no fidget
223 what that make seven
Add me 4 bar that's 11
This Glock will send your ass to heaven
If I die I'ma still be a legend
Preaching on songs like I should be a reverend
I'm not a rookie man I am a veteran
I go so hard man these niggas be feminine
Most of these niggas be cap won't remember them
Feel like my heart getting colder
I might be young but I'm older
I shrug the hate off my shoulders
I got big rocks and they boulders
Hold up it ain't over
I get bread three ways like a clover
She tryna ride me just like I'm a rover
I think I'm a junkie cause I'm never sober
It's not the end but we getting closer
Bitch yo nigga a poser
I ain't no bragger or boaster
I gotta keep me a toaster
Spitting these words like a poet
I am that nigga, you know it
I dont just talk man I show it
Pass me the drink lemme pour it
You probably think that she classy
When she wit me she get nasty
I like em bougie and sassy
Cause I run it up like a athlete
She kick it with me like soccer
My dreads feel like Waka Flocka
Oh you don't know how to salsa
Somebody ass shoulda taught ya
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Oh, you don't think I got flow
I got that bitch and she love going low
Why would I stop man I'm just finna go
Feeling jiggy I might hit the woah
(Woah)
I got a walk with a chopper on me
It's fully loaded and it got a beam
Put your ass to sleep just like a dream
To figure it out well you got to think
She drink on wine man she just love to drink
I break her back man I'm on the brink
My bitch smell lovey yeah she never stink
Feel like I'm jojo this Adventure Bizarre
I get so high like I landed on Mars
Feel like a lion cause I'm on a roar
Take her ass shopping and buy her the store
Yeah
They flow be so broke yeah, they tryna rob
She want me to fix her like my name is Bob
I hit her once and then I threw the lob
I do the dash give a f*ck bout a cop
All this killing, when it's gonna stop
Run up on me you gone get your ass popped
Now your bitch lonely so she give me top
Uh Let me get it together
Diamonds so cold and they changing the weather
She knew my name and I didn't even tell her
Cocky shit I just feel like I'm better
Picking and choosing and then they want me
You want a verse I'ma need me a fee
Always got fuel man I'm never on E
Feel like I teacher I gave her the D
This ain't madden I ain't gon' fumble the stick
She tryna hang with the gang yea the click
My pockets fat man I feel like I'm Rick
I think I got Covid because my flow is sick
Wait, whoa
No Nintendo but I'm about to switch it
Counting the money yeah I love my digits
Ready to spin I ain't talking no fidget
223 what that make seven
Add me 4 bar that's 11
This Glock will send your ass to heaven
If I die I'ma still be a legend
Preaching on songs like I should be a reverend
I'm not a rookie man I am a veteran
I go so hard man these niggas be feminine
Most of these niggas be cap won't remember them
Feel like my heart getting colder
I might be young but I'm older
I shrug the hate off my shoulders
I got big rocks and they boulders
Hold up it ain't over
I get bread three ways like a clover
She tryna ride me just like I'm a rover
I think I'm a junkie cause I'm never sober
It's not the end but we getting closer
Bitch yo nigga a poser
I ain't no bragger or boaster
I gotta keep me a toaster
Spitting these words like a poet
I am that nigga, you know it
I dont just talk man I show it
Pass me the drink lemme pour it
You probably think that she classy
When she wit me she get nasty
I like em bougie and sassy
Cause I run it up like a athlete
She kick it with me like soccer
My dreads feel like Waka Flocka
Oh you don't know how to salsa
Somebody ass shoulda taught ya
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Writer: Nuri Parkinson
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Language: English
Length: 3:03
Written by: Nuri Parkinson

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