[Lyric] Freestyle (Rfe Tuffboy)

Wock wock
Wocky in my cup
Pop a pill and I stay woke
Pop a perc
Then I roll up
Opp pack in the air
I kill an opp and I don’t care
Glock with a beam
Am crushing all my oops
We killing the rats
Uh uh
Bitch niggas don’t fuck with the gang
We quick to sendyou to your mans
Am smokin On gas
Am blowing more gas it’s fuckin up my lungs
I keep a pole, my killers knw
Speak on my name, am steppin in blood
I put that on gang
My killers got tommy guns
MAC -11 machine guns
Am tryna pull up in a foreign
Am never being in a hurry
Might cope me a Mac laren
I see u niggas been starring
We outside with the gang
The oops keep on hiding
I fell in love with scamming
And I never stop grinding
Shii - got -real- when -the -cops -break- in
Came a long way I been running running running
You got caught in a drop top you get your ass locked up

I got a gangster bitch and you know she gon bang
Catch that nigga slippin', I'ma do 'em nasty
The kushy that I smoke'll blow your lungs out
Can’t compare us to the singing neega we the drill type the drip type the kill type
My Glock came with a ruler clip and a green beam
My lil neega he a demon catch an opp quick to get hitted up
Neegas having secret smoke they don’t wanna bring to the light
I’ve been writing lyrics through the night
Ain’t even much writing I been freestyling
Chrome heart amiri Jean got me styling
Aye I been freestyling
I’ve been freestyling
Am just freestyling neega
It’s tuff