One Take Freestyle

(Mobleyyy) (Damn, damn) (Run that back) Da, da, da, da (Yeah, one more time, one more time) Uh, uh (da, da, da, da) Cracker got an AR like he shootin' schools up Yellow wide-body Hellcat look like a school bus Dove up in that water, huh, I ain't had no scuba Glock on my lap, up and blow like a tuba You just a hatin' bitch, I don't give two fucks You just like to talk a lot, you ain't finna do nothin' They just like to pocket watch, so I got some zippers for 'em (damn, damn) I got P's and zippers for 'em What they need? I get it for 'em Dope loud, it's annoyin', bitch, you can't ignore it On that porch right 'til early mornin', tryna get it off We get cheese like asiago, pockets, they on double portion Bitch, I'm poppin' like some bubbles blowin' Uh, yeah, huh, huh Cuh said he ready, I'm already goin' (I'm already goin') Huh, Glock got a red dick like a dog do (yeah) Huh, she don't play with 19, she might just dog you (she might just dog you) Huh, Lamb' white like ice cream, seats look like fondue (they look like fondue) Your bitch say she like me, I'm high as a kite be (I'm high as a kite) Need some bad lil' red shit, somethin' like a Hi-C (somethin' like a Hi-C) Bitch, I'm right with 23, feelin' somethin' like Mike be (somethin' like Mike be) Chopper talk like Bow Wow, feelin' somethin' like Mike be (somethin' like Mike be) F- mm, yeah, uh, uh, somethin' (somethin' like Mike be) Somethin' like LeBron with the Cavs, made a light C (uh-huh) I'm already white, ho, I don't need no white bitch (uh-huh) I'm already white, bitch, I don't need no white ho We got brown, tan, purp', green, teal, and white dope We got dog food, syrup, gas, yeah, booger sugar Drew down with a black ski, now that boy a could've, should've Uh, drew down with that, huh, yeah, that black ski, he a could've, should've You feel me? Druski could've, yeah You catch my drift? Yeah, uh, huh, huh Get me in that room, I'm playin' stupid like I'm Woody (damn, damn) Huh, Draco, it's a fully, we draw down like we some bullies I've been in that field too many years, I ain't no rookie I've been in that field, I'm the boss man (yeah) Huh, shoot you in your jaw, fuck up your teeth, now you can't talk again (huh) 556 hit his kneecap, now he can't walk again All they finna say, hm, "Shouldn't have spoke on him" Huh, speak on two or three 'nem, hop out deeper than the deep end I stay out the way, but speak on gang, then we creepin' (damn, damn) I pulled up with this .223 and hit your- (yeah, uh) Huh, huh, yeah, huh One take, bitch That's on the whole L Free '3, free Steve, on God, bitch Man, uh, yeah, huh, yeah, huh Fft, yeah (Mobleyyy)