Strip (Freestyle)
Lus!on
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(Aightttt...)
(Aightttt...)
Aye
Okay
Strip baby be a tease
Bitches topless cause you know ya boy got the cheese
I'm making pussy niggas bleed (bleed)
I'm sending shots and they coming straight up at ya knees (at ya knees)
I know some niggas throwin Cs
We rolling up, now we sitting back and blowing weed
Bitch my money grow on trees
Now drop it down and put ya hands up on ya knees (alright)
Ouu
Biting my style like it's forbidden fruit
Ops keep talkin but never gon shoot
Out with my shooters you know we the truth
They say that Im crazy and missing some screws
Big headed bitch and Im calling her Stewie
People keep talking I swear Im gon lose it
Hoopin on niggas im gon walk em down cause you know what lil nigga I got me a Uzi
Aye
(Got me a Uzi)
(Bout to go rub on her booty)
Bitches it's Lus!on
Bout to gon and run it back cause you know a nigga be foolish
Clown you a student
Dancing on y'all like a fusion
Stupid nigga going dumb
Aye where I'm from
From way back up in the slums
I swear this gas got me numb
Ya boi going dumb (aye)
I want the Bentley dressed in black
Might drop a rack for a Bach
Counting my stacks
Flexin on niggas like Shaq
This is a muthafuckin fact
Smokin they pack (aightttt)
They pocket watchin like I'm Flac
Throwing that shit like I'm Dak
Bitch watch my back (aighttt)
Everytime I hit the gas I skirt off the lot in a Scat
(Hmm)
Aye,
I said
Skirt off the lot in a Scat (scat)
Bitches better watch his back (back)
He aimin up with the Mac (mac)
He throwing that shit like he Dak
Bang in the paint like I'm Shaq
I'm moving niggas cause you know my nigga that's a fact
A heavy hitta that's a fact
I want the racks cause I want the Bentley dressed in black (aighttt)
Stacking paper got the dough (aighttt)
Going harder than I never ever went befo(aighttt)
Chasin cash got the flow
Make it rain muthafuckas better grab they coat (aighttt)
Got the heat, keep it close
Numba 1 in my city call me Derrick Rose
Mane shout out to the GOAT
Made a hooper feel like they could go pro
Ayyy
A beast in these streets. (yea)
You can play games but never play me (yea)
Money talks, gotta speak fluently (yea)
Niggas gon creep but me they can't see (yea)
Finding success and barely get sleep
With them Hawks in Atlanta ridin around in a Jeep
Lord is my Shepherd, and I'll be the sheep (ayeee)
The game what I sow so the top is what I reap
(aightttt)