Reeyolaa - Freestyle (prod. Jc3) Lyrics

They liking the vibe I'm spitting that shit I gotta stay humble
I had to go get a bag no I cannot fumble
I just jumped off the porch
And I did not stumble
Niggas hating on the drip shit starting to form a puddle
Jc3 made the beat
Played it once time to eat
Niggas weird like a sneak
They come around be a leach
C.U.E be the gang
We set examples try to teach
Niggas always talking shit
We come around not a peep
I just stepped inside the stu and I start talking my shit
Don't call a nigga phone unless you tryna get rich
Bad bitch with the clique suckin' shit like a tick
If you want to cause a scene we hit ya block make a flick
Damn
This cup got me lazy
Bro just pulled up
It's time to get wavy
My ex bitch hit my phone
She said can you save me
I just banged on the bitch
She must be crazy
Damn
This the new wave
All that fake flexing
Bitch i'm too paid
And you too fake
And it's too late
Bad bitch give me neck
Til her tooth ache
We on the way up
Yeah we getting paper
Never worried bout a hater
Man you need to get ya weight up
Getcha cake up
I am a bucket
More like a lay up
Don't bring your bitch around
Cause I might take her
She like the gold on my neck
I look like a Laker
Just passed her to the crew
Yes i'm a heartbreaker
I am a top dog
You're the run of the litter
Only action you do is talking on Twitter
I got a bad bitch
She thick like a Snickers
I just hit it from the back
She only getting thicker
I get a bag now
I'm touching the cash now
If you a f*ck around
Then don't come around
I'm out