Khalifthe1st - Tonight Freestyle (feat. Chi & Black) Lyrics

I was a joke, niggas thought, niggas thought I couldn't get soap
Niggas thought I couldn't get wet
Niggas tried to disrespect, till I pulled the check out the tech out the f*ckin' sweats
Nigga, nigga, give up that motherf*ckin' first check of the month bitch
Fore I cut down your throat, bitch
Take this dick down your f*ckin' throat
And guess what? Yeah, where the f*ckin' bucks

All the time, all the f*cking time
This nigga on the grind, nigga on his grind
If you gotta couple, gotta couple lines
Then I can spend some time, I can spend some time
I need a check every day of the week
I don't care, bitch is a f*ckin' freak
Yeah, she even like to lick my feet
I said, what you know ain't nothin' sweet
And you know I like them big butts
I don't care, bitch, stop playin', she a slut
She a whore, yeah, she came to the door
Then I knocked her down and I put her on all fours
I said, hold on, I need to get back
I had a couple f*ckin' traps on the jack, yo
And you know how it go
Money over these hoes, nigga, ain't nothin' change
It's just me in the car, gettin' some brains
I seen a couple of broads, yea a couple dames
I said, yo, I got a couple of my boys
And we can go back to the crib and have some joy
I mean, have some fun, bitch, stop playin' with me
Yeah, you know Chi like to get that money

She thought it was funny, you thought it was funny
Until we pulled out money, she shook that ass
And made that shit clap
She threw it back, I had a heart attack
And then I put that ass on her back
She said, yes, Leaf, you can't f*ckin' stress me
I said, bitch, just bless me, yeah
My man Black is here
We smokin' this reefer in the air
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Graduated from f*ckin' Penn Wood
Went there like, like, 96
Back then, we was on that grimy shit
My mama nigga grew into a grown man

Now you can't understand my f*ckin' plans
Put together like Professor
Take ya girl to the crib and undress her
Got her f*ckin' panties all in my dresser
Then I turn your chest to a f*ckin' messer

Yeah, there's no Tessa
And stop playin', man
Hit a bitch with the pop quiz

She said, what's that
I said, handle the dizz
If you can't, then get the f*ck out my crib
Yeah, you know I'm on that money shit

I'm tryna get back every f*ckin' day, bitch
So get out the crib and get up on that strip
And start makin' some money
My nigga tryna flip

You know I need tho, I got some kids, ho
How we gon' eat in the f*ckin' snow
It's cold outside, so I gotta stay warm
Niggas out here, so I strap on and on
Niggas out here, and they draw
So I just motherf*ckin' knock em off with the sawed-off uh

Hold up, hold up, hold up
Let me get it back
Let me, let me, let me, let me get it back
Hold on, hold on

Let me get dressed
Let me turn my swag on
Let me cut the light on
Cause the cops got me out here dark, they be drawin
F*ck you want, man, I'm out here in the morn
Gettin' money while you sleepin'
Wipe the crust off, you drawin', bitch
Call me up when you want this dick, bitch
I ain't sucking, hold up
I ain't on the strip
No, I'm on that couch and shit
Let that fast money come
Cause them slow, niggas man
I don't care, y'all suckas gotta go

Gotta go, gotta go
Where the f*ck they gotta go
I don't know
Where the f*ck they gotta go

Bitch, I don't know
Where the f*ck they gotta go
I don't know, somewhere hoe

Where the f*ck they gotta go
Somewhere.....bitch, I don't know

Bitch
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