Off-White G Nikes with a graphic tee my sauce it just be crazy
He mad, he seen my DM, I was dickin’ down his old lady
I’m in a space coupe right now, she hop in this b#tch she said it’s spacious
Getting brain inside the double R, the curtains closed baby
Hit they spot up so many times, we done turned that b#tch vacant
My wrist cost a elbow, your wrist boy look naked
Her coochie is a little fatter out them jeans mama let me taste it
Tweet that I’m a muhf#ckin’ tweaker right now ride on anything’
Spread yo legs I think I need peanut butter without the spread
I’m a breadwinner, golden retriever when I get the bread
A loose f#cking screw, I’ll never use my f#cking head
I’m so hard headed, that’s even what my mama said
Hop with a stick baby let me blitz, I’m like yeah go
All in her p#ss# all night she like damn yeah
I ain’t even pop no perki and I’m lastin’
I keep goin’, I might use the trojan or the bare skin, freaky leak
Come on baby you can be my sneaky link
Riding with this dirty pole, it’s known to put n#gg#s to sleep
I been rolling all week, black cars Cherokees
Tinted up rentals, R.I.P.s
What else, put that boy to f#cking sleep
Spread my wings so I can fly
If I do die let me be free
Rollin’ round with my dirty iron, with my dirty fie you know that’s just me
Miss my brother till this day, I swear they need to free Ali
Understand I’ma keep it G
I’m a man, that’s how it be
Hold my heart inside my hand, if they try to crush it put em to sleep
Honestly let me be me
Anyways I’mma still be free
Anyways they been startin’ me
I’ve been going like a Porsche, she say you one of them boys
In the back of the club with my toolie she know it
I’m so itching to blow it
I’m a b#stard child, I ain’t really have my dad
I was growing, I had a big ego, so I came out bad
Than a m#th*rf#ck*r, they was hangcuffin’ me at 12 years old like f#ck em
Riding with this 30 piece I’m tryna catch a double
C cups on the bottom of that b#tch I do not scuffle
Ridin’ around with money in my bag check the duffie
I’m armed and dangerous I’m rich and famous now
Oh she want to f#ck cause she luxury
Off-White G Nikes with a graphic tee my sauce it just be crazy
He mad, he seen my DM, I was dickin’ down his old lady
I’m in a space coop right now, she hop in this b#tch she said it’s spacious
Getting brain inside the double R, the curtains closed baby
Hit they spot up so many times, we done turned that b#tch vacant
My wrist cost a elbow, your wrist boy look naked
Her coochie is a little fatter out them jeans mama let me taste it
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SpotemGottem Lyrics – Vacant Freestyle