Pronto Freestyle

(album: One Verse One Hearse - 2010)

Yeah
It's about 3:47 in the morning right now
I'm in the booth getting it in while y'all was under covers (Covers)
Where your blankets warm and snug, hah
Flock Fresco baby
I'm in there like swimwear and out there like mouth gear, ya dig?
Yeah

No kiss or hugging
She don't miss her husband
Lanez that nigga that your bitch is [?]
Yeah we make you pay, making in Jamaican shade
Or in New York shooting hoops like Flava Flav
Oh ten [?] so low could send a fire soul
Watching Shauna paint better pictures than Picasso
Getting money from little something to heavyweight
The pack is with it, a bag of bitches in every state
See I done came from nothing
To a heavy slate
See y'all can hate while me and Freddy laughing to the bank
You're acting what you ain't
We know you're fried jawl
Clique full of goons, who do not smile
Techila vodka got me higher than your momma's pie
I've been the topic since I came out of my momma crying
And I'ma get this money, making sure my papas fine
Oh and to end it off, nigga Flocka died