Quarantine Freestyle

(альбом: GMTO Vol. 1 (Get Money Take Over) - 2020)

Uh, what? Bitch
Uh, like, haha, get money
Bizzy (CHASETHEMONEY, CHASETHEMONEY)
Like, what? Bitch

And we still in Amiri jeans
I'm looking fresh when I pull up right on the scene
We don't care 'bout no quarantine
Bitch, we outside making movies like Wolverine
And she think I'm wild grimy
Bitch, you know how much I made in these 990s?
My blood, it get wild slimy
I ain't got time for a bitch that move just like me
And my shooters don't like fighting
But they punch for pieces up, they look like Mike Tyson
Where you walking, it's so frightening
I ain't like swiping, so I had to on-sight it
I'm a shooter that's so drippy
She tryna fuck me, I told her give no hickeys
I just bagged out a cool fifty
When I pop out, I'm on scene with a new
And you know my jewelry is VV
He talking hot, he get smoked like his GG, uh
You know that boy wanna be me
He said he hate me, but got me on repeat, uh
I was just boming SB, so I had to run up the Cartis, uh (Turn up the Cartis)
Level just backed out a Royce, now we gotta get us a 'Rari (Skrrt, skrrt)
Don't think it's sweet 'cause we shoot up the party
I don't play, boy, what I look like, I'm Carti?
I just might slide, put an opp in a molly
We taking Percs, no, we don't take molly
She call me Rancher, suck me like Jolly
My bitch an uh, shaped like a Barbie
Cook it up like it's Ruth Chris
She calling my phone, I'm like, "Who this?" Uh
Better go stupid
Hit the showroom for that new drip, uh
I had to switch up the flow on 'em, uh
Really got knocked with the pole on 'em
We ain't fucking with, 'cause he told on 'em, uh
You gotta give it and go on 'em, uh
It's going down, Yung Joc (Yung Joc)
We want the smoke, no Pop
Hit up the bloody, hola
I ain't eating that pussy, ain't kosher
And we just got a thirty, osha
And you know that I drip like the ocean
Like look, uh
Running through hundreds, we blessed up, uh
Stop taking them yerkies, all them shits just be pressed up
I just might slide with a stick, that's lil' nigga dress up
Boy, wait a minute, fresh up, uh
She wanna fuck, you know I'm never gon' stress her, like
Who is that nigga? I ain't got time to go press her, like
We getting money, we throw that shit in the, uh

We getting money, we throw that shit up in the, uh (Ayy, what?)
We throw that shit up and, uh
I just been running through hundreds and ones
We gotta go get an, uh
Bro got a stick and it came with a drum
My niggas really go dumb
These niggas talking too hot on the, uh
What? Uh, uh (CHASETHEMONEY, CHASETHEMONEY)
Run up the funds like