MoeBanz - Yeah Glo Freestyle Lyrics

You niggas be hatin' It's showin
It could be in the middle of summer you play
I'm slidin' and skatin' it's snowing
When I drop, I ain't sendin' this shit to your DM

You see it, I'm already knowin
I be cool to the motherf*ckin' fam
When he bought out the van, he was already blowin
Pull up in that new V

I'm gon' do the dance until I'm on E
The word that I smashed, thought I was G
Strolled on my pants, thought it was P
Pops too fast, thought it was sweet

Got a ski mask, could hop out on feet
First I done steal it, but now they police
See, f*ck with niggas, that's how you gon' eat
Hoppin' with lasers, I'm late with the free game

Hoppin', I'm crazy, he kickin' my sleep
Rock a whole bitch, breakin' the lease
I been floatin' and flowin', I can't miss a beat
Say they don't go, but I ain't been asleep

Got my eyes on the gold, and I can't miss a peep
Say that you want it, can't make it for free
I remember, need somewhere to stay for the week
Run up, get put up

In the sky, gotta look up
Or lay it down like a push-up
This the re-up, I'ma cook up
Seventy rounds in the cooker

I'm Booker, blow him like boogers
We swapped your hoes, she a looker
My bitch had chose her, I took her
Got some free throw from a hooker

She said it cost, I'm confused
But what's for me is for me
So I guess what it cost, that's for you
Anti-green when I lean

The seam on my jeans, got blues
Turn on the TV, I had seen my brother
Had speed on the news
We live in a weird town

We niggas just know what to say
Like a motherf*ckin' script
Get in the stool, now they sippin' script
Empty and clips

Promise you niggas a trip
But me on a motherf*ckin' trip
I just get racks to dip
Walk for the blues like a crip

Now I got blues like jazz
You need some pizzazz
Your pussy smell like ass
Gun smoke smell like gas

I could get on your ass
Or leave the bullshit in the past
I'm the same nigga with slabs
We racin', I'm draggin

This shit be makin' me spaz
Sluppin' my car, I'm out here takin' these chances
Red app behind these glasses
Smoke for therapy

Dead guys behind this pass
With an LED on flash
When I was alone in the county
Sometimes I stared at the wall

Automatic weapons at your throat
But who can you call
I'm not tryna kick
Don't turn it down

Features and all
Bitches try at me
Can't claim me like no leech
I'm a dog

I put cash over nut
I left for threesome to re-up
And some shit don't understand
And that shit be f*ckin' me up

Like how you talk to the police
But told my bro to use up
Like how you blockin' her son
But callin' my OG for money

I'm talkin' bout this shit
She be crazy, crazy, crazy like the glue
I got a whore on that
Got six bitches in the loop

I don't f*ck with rats
What it cost to keep your bitch ass out the loop
Can't win with them
It's like the ball keep comin' back out the hoop

Sneak dissin
It's not that muhf*cka see me salute
I pop a nigga, it's valid
I'm just tryna get me some loot

Po' Alto high like some liquor
She sip that tea and get loose
And tell him take it to the trap
I'ma either be free or get noose