ang guap - wrong storm freestyle Lyrics

Warren Lotas T, Louis sneaks
Girl and I got the shades to match 'em
Ran off, thought shit was sweet
Caught his mans, up the beam lights camera action
Play with that bread catch lead, I'm a leave em' snoring
Peeped her tweets, she a freak, I might get up on her
Thought you couldn't do wrong
But that wasn't right, baby
In the streets, I was earning my stripes, baby
Roll the dice, gotta gamble, live life crazy, I
Knew I would put on, they was wrong
Goin' strong, said a nigga won't weather these storms
Look what I'm doin
Stack up my Benjis like commissary
Stones in my air, they be solitary
She wanna figure who pockets heavy
She ain't a rider, no Dom n Letty
It done got bumpy, she up and fled it
Should've followed my word like Simon said it
In my views on the gram, damn she regret it
That one's on her, cause up we headed
Not the one or the two, you the fourth option
The shit I be spittin, is jaw droppin
Why you hatin, boy, get off your knees
You be ball watchin
Fresh 24, boy, we all got em
You itchin' to score when you more Stockton
Don't break the law no flaw
Keepin' it klaw, w my dawgs, we all locked in
Keep it real, keep it trill, it's whatever
Know the deal, need a milli or better
I cannot stop, need motion forever
You just sit back and hope on ya bredda's
He get locked, would you send him some cheddar
Or would you just sit back and say, keep your head up
Type of shit that'll leave him all fed up
Warren Lotas T, Louis sneaks
Girl and I got the shades to match 'em
Ran off, thought shit was sweet
Caught his mans, up the beam lights camera action
Play with that bread catch lead, I'm a leave em' snoring
Peeped her tweets, she a freak, I might get up on her
Thought you couldn't do wrong
But that wasn't right, baby
In the streets, I was earning my stripes, baby
Roll the dice, gotta gamble, live life crazy, I
Knew I would put on, they was wrong
Goin' strong, said a nigga won't weather these storms
Look what I'm doin