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Freestyle Video (MV)




Performed By: Prettyboy Frost
Language: English
Length: 1:53
Written by: Lucas Keneth




Prettyboy Frost - Freestyle Lyrics




If that pussy wack, I block just like a chase down
F*ckin' on yo bitch, she on my dick, we go like eight rounds
All inside that pussy, I can't breathe, oh shit, I might drown
Luck inside a clit , make her cum and watch it drip down

Keep a Glock on me just in case a nigga test me
Got some bullets, shoot like ten, like a nigga messi
With yo bitch, I held her down, now she call me bestie
I know bitches that just blow some dick, like this shit confetti

Drink some lean, you know I done brought my double cup
Smoke some weed, light my blunt, oh, yo, we burnin' up
She suck my dick, started cryin', told a suck it up
That I'll go crazy on my shit, like yo name became Teanna Trump

Got the guys with me, yeah, you know we ride out
Made five bands today, might be eight, I lost count
Lost some homies, but that's how this shit just turned out
I do this for you, gang, me and Jay just finally made it out

This bitch just sell her cookie, thought this bitch a girl scout
Her nigga put her to the crib, she say, bae, look out
I reach the game, I go out my heat, get hot, no cook out
I come through back inside i said that nigga just got took out

Now the feds, they on my ass, just did a drive by
I just killed a nigga, shots connect like Wi-Fi
Bro tried to call for help, but all of y'all was bye-bye
That nigga wasn't safe, had a band on head like Kyle Guy

I told you niggas that I'm bout it be but yall just, don't listen
Make a opp go disappear, but I ain't no magician
In the trap house, cookin' dope all up in the kitchen
Lookin' at my failures and, my faults, when y'all didn't see the vision

Hopped in a V, shawty thinks she watchin' NASCAR
Tracin' down, know that nigga can't run that far
And if he do, hunt em down, just like a Jaguar
And watch yo' back, cause a nigga always shootin' AR

These niggas bleedin' when they see us, need some tampons
I take the bitch and pack the homie like I'm Rajon
I'm the GOAT, no comparin', I ain't dead wrong
Hit him, then I fade away, nigga, like I'm Bron-Bron
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English

If that pussy wack, I block just like a chase down
F*ckin' on yo bitch, she on my dick, we go like eight rounds
All inside that pussy, I can't breathe, oh shit, I might drown
Luck inside a clit , make her cum and watch it drip down

Keep a Glock on me just in case a nigga test me
Got some bullets, shoot like ten, like a nigga messi
With yo bitch, I held her down, now she call me bestie
I know bitches that just blow some dick, like this shit confetti

Drink some lean, you know I done brought my double cup
Smoke some weed, light my blunt, oh, yo, we burnin' up
She suck my dick, started cryin', told a suck it up
That I'll go crazy on my shit, like yo name became Teanna Trump

Got the guys with me, yeah, you know we ride out
Made five bands today, might be eight, I lost count
Lost some homies, but that's how this shit just turned out
I do this for you, gang, me and Jay just finally made it out

This bitch just sell her cookie, thought this bitch a girl scout
Her nigga put her to the crib, she say, bae, look out
I reach the game, I go out my heat, get hot, no cook out
I come through back inside i said that nigga just got took out

Now the feds, they on my ass, just did a drive by
I just killed a nigga, shots connect like Wi-Fi
Bro tried to call for help, but all of y'all was bye-bye
That nigga wasn't safe, had a band on head like Kyle Guy

I told you niggas that I'm bout it be but yall just, don't listen
Make a opp go disappear, but I ain't no magician
In the trap house, cookin' dope all up in the kitchen
Lookin' at my failures and, my faults, when y'all didn't see the vision

Hopped in a V, shawty thinks she watchin' NASCAR
Tracin' down, know that nigga can't run that far
And if he do, hunt em down, just like a Jaguar
And watch yo' back, cause a nigga always shootin' AR

These niggas bleedin' when they see us, need some tampons
I take the bitch and pack the homie like I'm Rajon
I'm the GOAT, no comparin', I ain't dead wrong
Hit him, then I fade away, nigga, like I'm Bron-Bron
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Writer: Lucas Keneth
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