MailRoom Freestyle

Like a rocket, I take off, I'm gone I'm up on these Drugs, and these bitches got

Me in my zone Hell nah, ain't no pressure with you, Boy

Better grab that switch, cause I ain't doin' extra with You, boy

Hop on this beat, I just walk it down My niggas real Quiet, all you hear is sounds

This music blastin' through your speakers, nigga

Remember, I was at the house, tryna gamble for Some sneakers, nigga

Shut out the mail room, bringin' loads in Rich off K2, Nigga, yeah, we got them bows in

Pretty perky titties, she a P, baby, let me suck em

Mister never keep a bitch, I don't love em , I just love To slut em

And that bitch think she a dime, well, I got dimes a Dozen