King Reco - 32 Freestyle Lyrics

L V the belt
Versace the smell
3 2 Is the chain
Im 20 with fame
Still repping the gang
But never did bang
The judge in my bag
My nine wit a flag
You niggas be trash
You dont want smoke
Ya nigga choke
Get blessed like the pope
2 To ya cap
No cap in my rap
You want i got it
Just come to the trap

Shawty said she like my drip
So I had to ice her wrist
I got on 2 thousand
So theres no need to stress a bitch
The like "32 a legend"
Thats right you know it Bitch
You can bow down to the king
Cause you know a nigga rich

Got the gang with me
Hanging wit me
Banging wit me
At the club throwing change
Im talking Hunnids, twenties, fifties
I played the bitch
She thought she played me bitch?
Bitch i get wicked
She not throwing top
Or for the gwop
Her best freind made her lick it
Promethazine
Ya nigga know wassup
Ya nigga sleepy
Im just flexing bitch
My diamonds real
Your VV's they just shitty
Got the Dak wit me
Cause we gunning out the pocket
You can get that Harden Launcher
Cause its something like a rocket
You came with her
I left with her
You know i had to hit that
Stop Calling Texting her
And dont be asking for your bitch back
You came with her
I left with her
You know i had to hit that
Stop Calling Texting her
And dont be asking for your bitch back
BITCH!