Goldie (Freestyle)

Said it must be, cause a bitch up on the source Mutha fucking right We got the district on the source Hold up Smiles everytime my face is up in the source (man voice) I hippied on Biggie, Panamera'd on the Porsche Bang with the game get ya block pop off I spit bitches swallow till they get locked jaw I mirrored them figures, that pull statistics like triggers I move simplistical niggas, I'm just the sickest bitches Okay now hold up hold up Fuck they mean I'm colder polar Best believe my flow' show her, hold a stroller Hauling ass out my lane, better ask about my slang I got head shots for these tryna photo copy my frame She know he know , we know that I fuck around and go Debo When it smokey up in your ego Better get all my shots no free-throw And givenchy with a mojito Easy for me though how bitches want my swag, I could easily go repo And snatch my shit back in a black on black vest Snack attack on that track, run a combat your whack raps Niggas hotter than when I leave my perm in for to long And I never gave a fuck about a niggas who on I'm like one of them I'm my own bitch Type bitches on rich, white dishes on wrist Quit vicious, I dislike stitches They fuck they nigga over cause they pussy at heart Through you work that prove you bring that quarter back Bret Favre I've been tryna get these niggas off me Can't even stack your c-note so your figures off key OG, at heart keep my shit low key I just cop me a new royce the perpetual rolley OD, these bitches fake out more than smokin' mirrors And my clique read thru gags, so don't get the choking near us Really though who the fuck illa? I'll wait til the gang unleash the killa