DRIVE-THRU FREESTYLE ft. R0bbin Lyrics

Bitch that aint my name

Call my by my government

I tell you get the train

Fuck up out the spot

If you ain't runnin w the gang

That's just how the ball bounce

On some boss shit

Hit the pound call my dawgs out

Take a walk

Its diff rules round here

You come round

You gon need a visa

Said her name lisa

When she come

Hit it raw thats

Bitch number one

Hoe two comin later

Fo she leave I make her cum

Thats 451 mama

Drop it like its hot

2 B drop

Then we gotta hit the spot

Baby run some brain

For the gang

Street walkers

She gon run brain

Keep me fed

Move em like the

Walkin dead

When I move thru silent

We don't get shook

We don't book it from no sirens

Mob ties

They be movin on timing

Get a boy bucked

Then we on stage wyldin

Yo A that's peace

Is we ridin

Link me in the 65

Fire in booth

Man I been up

Ever since a jit

Shit ever since my pockets

Had lint and a couple rupees

To buy some ice pops

Now im a microphone fiend

Got a studio in my bag

Anyplace any time I let the mic drop

St Josephs 3rd St

Where the goons at

(Magane gothallva)

Fuck around hit pound

And get your shit popped

65 new rhymes

Speak mind no lies b city

DJ boys will get you

Chopped up

Not on no gang shit

But ill get you banged quick

yeah

I'm a petty mofucker

Bitch back up

Look at me the wrong way

Specially on a bad day shit

Ill take on two of yall

With no backup

Get smacked up

But I ain't one to start shit

I'm the nicest mofucker

Till you act up (swear)

That's just me tho

And I bet you ain't gon see

Another out here