Duvet Jerk//Freestyle

These niggas just- These niggas don't seem to fuckin'- Bitch don't seem to fuckin', fuck Bruh I'm dishin' out the plan, but yo lil' dumbass You don't seem to understand, understand bitch I'm just tryna' get a band Most the shit I even done, I can't even make amends, bitch Swear- Swear all these niggas fans Swear this nigga need some gloves, cuz' he really catchin' hands Tryna' make a couple bands to a couple M's Word to KillSevi, now we countin' bills heavy Twin Glocks, twin turbo, nigga I don't know Big ass Draco, stick it out the window Got the sauce, A1, gotta pass it to the bros All these bricks like a wall, damn my money stackin' tall (Just go, just go, just go) Run from the po', nigga, word to chief Sosa Holdup bitch, I'll put him on a poster Hit him with the Glock, then we wear him on a T-shirt Holdup, shoutout my nigga Gster Push to 500, Daytona bitch, like I'm racin' Can't trust no nigga, like a mothafuckin' racist I don't even know, I don't even fuckin' cap But I got that big Mac nigga (Aye holdup nigga) Big Mac, on my lap, like I'm fat I'm rewindin' this shit, fast-fast, second lap Don't trip, double back Hop out, Mass Attack Bitch-made niggas, still gon' go chase the cat So I keep two things, like that bitch with the hat Got a bitch, yin-yang, cuz' she white, and she black I'm just doin' my thing, put my city on the map And my Glock got a dick, so I tuck it like a trap (Oh shit) Yeah, I seemed an honest man But when that backdoor open, bet I'm finna make a plan Bet I'm- Bet I'm finna go high Bet I'm boutta' spread my wings and go mothafuckin' fly I'm so- I'm so mothafuckin' fly Bet I'm boutta' fly away, like a dove in the sky Oh my Glob, what the fuck Got a Glock, keep it tucked Tell these niggas, hold the phone Cuz a nigga blowin' up Blowin' up like Osama in the cut I'm Osama in the cut I'm Osama in the cut And after all this, y'all niggas still don't seem to understand Damn