Im in my bag tryn put up a half these bitches be doing the most
These niggas they cant even get close
These niggas had said that I wont
Im f*ckin her good
She giving me throat
Call her the next day after that I go ghost
Bro just caught a body off a xan he aint sniffing no dope
He don't play with his nose
He just play with them poles
They feeling my style
They jocking my clothes
They stealing my flow
They stealing my flow
I f*ck her good cuz her hair did
I get behind her like ad-libs
I just might f*ck up her friendship
Den Ima go f*ck on her bestfriend
Niggas be like boy you gotta win
Lord forgive me please for my sins
Cuz they gon make me have to spin the bin yah
They must not know I was holding
Must not know I was chosen
Must not know I don't give no f*cks
Must not know that I cant get touched cant give up
They look at me like the golden child
Remember them days I was runnin wild
My momma like boy you know im proud
Boy
You making me proud im proud of you
Buy my bitch a bag tell her im proud of you
You know that I love you just look how I smile at you
How I laugh and get down with you
Guarantee that im smacking whoever talk down on you
Cuz you know that ima problem too
I beat you with the hand I don't need no gun
But when I up it bitch you better run
Lately I been tryn get it in
Ima hit a nigga mother son
Lately they telling me im the one
Bitch I been feeling like Pablo Juan
Bitches be telling me ima don
I f*ck her good put it in a song
I spin his bin put it in a song
Lately I been tryn right my wrongs
She think she my bitch cuz I f*ck her raw
I f*ck her good put it in her jaws
Then she gon let me go drive her car
I hit the town and pick up my broad
I buy my bitch everything she want
You gon see her when we hit the mall
Im feeling better than ever plus I can play with this cheddar
Nigga cant get on my level
Nigga feel fly as a feather
Nigga im applying that pressure
Finna spend five on a bezel
Kicked up coolin with the Devil
Dancing with the Devil
Bitch ask me who better
I don't know cuz I f*cked several
And a nigga getting this cheddar
Bitch who the f*ck is you wit?
You know I stay on some shit
And you know I stay on some shit
Only put trust in my clique
Only put trust in my clip
Let a nigga spin this f*ckin bin im on some shit yeah
Fat Will - Freestyle Lyrics
Fat Will - Freestyle Lyrics
Official
We currently do not have these lyrics.
If you would like to submit them, please use the form below.
We currently do not have these lyrics.
If you would like to submit them, please use the form below.
Im in my bag tryn put up a half these bitches be doing the most
These niggas they cant even get close
These niggas had said that I wont
Im f*ckin her good
She giving me throat
Call her the next day after that I go ghost
Bro just caught a body off a xan he aint sniffing no dope
He don't play with his nose
He just play with them poles
They feeling my style
They jocking my clothes
They stealing my flow
They stealing my flow
I f*ck her good cuz her hair did
I get behind her like ad-libs
I just might f*ck up her friendship
Den Ima go f*ck on her bestfriend
Niggas be like boy you gotta win
Lord forgive me please for my sins
Cuz they gon make me have to spin the bin yah
They must not know I was holding
Must not know I was chosen
Must not know I don't give no f*cks
Must not know that I cant get touched cant give up
They look at me like the golden child
Remember them days I was runnin wild
My momma like boy you know im proud
Boy
You making me proud im proud of you
Buy my bitch a bag tell her im proud of you
You know that I love you just look how I smile at you
How I laugh and get down with you
Guarantee that im smacking whoever talk down on you
Cuz you know that ima problem too
I beat you with the hand I don't need no gun
But when I up it bitch you better run
Lately I been tryn get it in
Ima hit a nigga mother son
Lately they telling me im the one
Bitch I been feeling like Pablo Juan
Bitches be telling me ima don
I f*ck her good put it in a song
I spin his bin put it in a song
Lately I been tryn right my wrongs
She think she my bitch cuz I f*ck her raw
I f*ck her good put it in her jaws
Then she gon let me go drive her car
I hit the town and pick up my broad
I buy my bitch everything she want
You gon see her when we hit the mall
Im feeling better than ever plus I can play with this cheddar
Nigga cant get on my level
Nigga feel fly as a feather
Nigga im applying that pressure
Finna spend five on a bezel
Kicked up coolin with the Devil
Dancing with the Devil
Bitch ask me who better
I don't know cuz I f*cked several
And a nigga getting this cheddar
Bitch who the f*ck is you wit?
You know I stay on some shit
And you know I stay on some shit
Only put trust in my clique
Only put trust in my clip
Let a nigga spin this f*ckin bin im on some shit yeah
These niggas they cant even get close
These niggas had said that I wont
Im f*ckin her good
She giving me throat
Call her the next day after that I go ghost
Bro just caught a body off a xan he aint sniffing no dope
He don't play with his nose
He just play with them poles
They feeling my style
They jocking my clothes
They stealing my flow
They stealing my flow
I f*ck her good cuz her hair did
I get behind her like ad-libs
I just might f*ck up her friendship
Den Ima go f*ck on her bestfriend
Niggas be like boy you gotta win
Lord forgive me please for my sins
Cuz they gon make me have to spin the bin yah
They must not know I was holding
Must not know I was chosen
Must not know I don't give no f*cks
Must not know that I cant get touched cant give up
They look at me like the golden child
Remember them days I was runnin wild
My momma like boy you know im proud
Boy
You making me proud im proud of you
Buy my bitch a bag tell her im proud of you
You know that I love you just look how I smile at you
How I laugh and get down with you
Guarantee that im smacking whoever talk down on you
Cuz you know that ima problem too
I beat you with the hand I don't need no gun
But when I up it bitch you better run
Lately I been tryn get it in
Ima hit a nigga mother son
Lately they telling me im the one
Bitch I been feeling like Pablo Juan
Bitches be telling me ima don
I f*ck her good put it in a song
I spin his bin put it in a song
Lately I been tryn right my wrongs
She think she my bitch cuz I f*ck her raw
I f*ck her good put it in her jaws
Then she gon let me go drive her car
I hit the town and pick up my broad
I buy my bitch everything she want
You gon see her when we hit the mall
Im feeling better than ever plus I can play with this cheddar
Nigga cant get on my level
Nigga feel fly as a feather
Nigga im applying that pressure
Finna spend five on a bezel
Kicked up coolin with the Devil
Dancing with the Devil
Bitch ask me who better
I don't know cuz I f*cked several
And a nigga getting this cheddar
Bitch who the f*ck is you wit?
You know I stay on some shit
And you know I stay on some shit
Only put trust in my clique
Only put trust in my clip
Let a nigga spin this f*ckin bin im on some shit yeah
Writer: William Giles
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid