Lockdown Freestyle Lyrics

Hey whats ups hi motherf*cker i'm back
Tryna remind motherf*ckers that I rap
I been losin my mind
I been getting off track
I been closin my blinds
Now the room is all black
Feel like I'm Amanda Bynes
Yeah the kid is "all that"
I ain't even gotta try
Everything I make slaps

Six feet tall
But I ball like I'm Shaq
Imma hometown hero
Put the ville on my back
Feelin like a shoe store
Bitch, I got racks
Feelin like a shoe store
Bitch I got soul
If I want a blue horse
Imma cop a new Porsche
Hop up in the two-door
Bitch n I'm ghost
Sicker than the flu Lil p*ssy, I'm gross
Bitch, I'm disturbed
I'm down with the sickness
Amber my jewelry
My bank account rose f*ck these lil finger in the booty ass bitches
They be like WOAH WHOAH WHOA WHOA
How the motherf*cker so nice
I be on my tom nook shit
Yeah it's f*ck you pay me
I don't negotiate price
I do not pay for my flights
BITCH I get paid for my flights
I take my bag on the go
I use a mic like a paper creatin' device
Generate cash when I flow

Did you catch that?
Did get that?
Need to find rewind
Need to press that
I be way over ya head
Imma jet pack
N I'm steady blown minds
Give em med packs
That's what I do

I make million-dollar moves
The letter L is not part of my alphabet baby
I only take W's

BITCH

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