Aymillion! - Go Freestyle (Bonus) Lyrics

I'm finna pop my shit, I'm finna call some hoes(call some hoes)
I got way too fly, too damn comfortable
This lil' hoe gon' eat me anywhere, think I'm lunchable(uh huh)
Fake ass nigga, no ain't even close to you I don't even f*ck with you, ooh
The braids ina back look like Ray-Ray anywhere, I just be workin' like Ray-Ray
I hit the hoe then I leave, that's a mayday
Call that bitch out and she straight from the L.A
I killed the nigga I thought he was really my twin, baby I'm feeling like melly
I bring the zo in the pack and I'm flippin' it
Ignite the shit like I'm kelly
Got fine hoe but I really don't need her
All green racks, just look at my meter
That fly shit, bitch my demeanor
Ina trap I was riding round bitch 2 seater
Uh huh, uh huh
I hit the hoe then 1 night her
I be punchin' my shit, I'm a fighter
Poppin' on the web I'm a spider
Man somebody come give me a lighter
You rappin' that shit, boy, It really ain't fire
Drop a diss then we make em retired
Take a perc, I never be tired
Booted up I need get higher (uhh)
I-I-I jus pulled up ina ghost (that ghost)
Bitch I'm fly, bitch I do the most I do what I suppose
I-If he try, then he f*ckin' gone we put him in a roll (gone, out, bye)
An-And she Bi, but she super cold I hope the bitch can Go (she cold, ong)
If she mine, then I get her cold, I do her nails and toes
If she lie, then I kick the hoe I bring me back some more
Uh huh, uh huh
It really ain't shi, nah it really ain't nun
My girl done took my fye, said "boy stop all that bussin" (bitch)
Caught a opp My bro done took him down, we gave that boy concussion
Fine ass hoe, but this girl got around I swear that bitch disgusting