halfmari - Freemason Lyrics

(Yo 14, you got another one)
Ho, what's the f*cking topic
Heater on me, f*ck the tropics
Pop it, lock it, then we drop him off
Caught that nigga walking, then I cock it back
Pockets fat, .762s flocking, ain't no blocking that
Hawking with my optics
I been mopping, not been better options, yeah
Oh, oh the way she ride the dick
You'd think she had no better options
Bitch, that pussy popping, or I'm dropping you
No time for nonsense
They try cock blocking
I could knock em off and get to mocking
Niggas running while I'm walking
And I'm still gon top the contest
Oh, cause I am the best, you know
Aye, Mari the mof*ckin GOAT
Oh, she sucking the dick like a pro
First with my pops when I went round the globe
I've had a lot of opps just on the road
Niggas gon' talk to cops like they been bros
360 vision, I locked the backdoor, yeah
Heater on me, f*ck the tropics
Pop it, lock it, then we drop him off
Caught that nigga walking, then I cock it back
Pockets fat, .762s flocking, ain't no blocking that
Hawking with my optics
I been mopping, not been better options, yeah
Oh, bitch I'm off a motherf*cking Percocet
I chase a bag, niggas pace a wood, you know I'm facing that
Back, ain't break it, but that ass is shaking, put my face in there
Not Jamaican, bitch I'm money making, I'm freemasoning
Ho, nigga, you better hide your money or I'm taking it
Yeah, yeah, that bitch is sucking my dick
Then she put my snake in it
I'm not the type to complain
Cause I know this life is still for the taking
She be acting super strange, I hate it
I know shorty, she be faking
Sorry, you gotta be blue, or I'm not too good with the faces
My shorty's double caked up and I swear it's amazing
Fye, fye, fye, we gon' fye that lil' nigga, then taze him
I make the money flip like I threw bills in gymnasiums
I'm high, lil' bitch I'm phasin
She pour my lines, she think I'm crazy
That bitch she suckin on mine, she said it's tasty
Ugh, huh, no
She said, baby, chase me, I'm like heck no
She said, you be in my dreams, with a blade, I ain't Techno
It's lowkey Disney that taught your boy the way, how to let go
And this bitch a pick me, not a f*cking dame that can set tones
Ho, what's the f*cking topic
Heater on me, f*ck the tropics
Pop it, lock it, then we drop him off
Caught that nigga walking, then I cock it back
Pockets fat, .762s flocking, ain't no blocking that
Hawking with my optics
I been mopping, not been better options, yeah
Oh, bitch I'm off a motherf*cking Percocet
I chase a bag, niggas pace a wood, you know I'm facing that
Back, ain't break it, but that ass is shaking, put my face in there
Not Jamaican, bitch I'm money making, I'm freemasoning
(Yo 14, you got another one)