Don't Front Freestyle

Great John on the beat by the way Don't front, choppa dump My bitch pretty, I fuck from the front Took an L, I came back and I won Boy lost a fight, he came back with a gun Don't front, top two, but you not number one I know momma she proud of her son I know that you know that I'm not the one Baby, I'm not the one New whip, new box of gun Told her "Shake it", she like "It's fun" Drive the boat, I know she like it drunk Gucci Gang, I just bought a lil' pump If I tell Billy "Do it", it's done Who want smoke? I'ma roll up a blunt And she say she hate me, still gave me the buns I got booked 'cause I stay with a gun I'm sorry Your Honour, I'm not one of them Yeah, I'm smart, but I love to go dumb Body different, I came from the slums You know me, I been shootin' from young The strippers love me, I be throwin' them 1s Know some niggas that died with their gun You can have it and still get slumped He got booked, now his bitch tryna fuck Ain't no loyalty, why would you cuff? You ain't got it, so why would you bluff? They want smoke, I be ready to puff Time to slide, is you ready or not? Tried to run, but he ran out of luck Free up sheff, he be cookin' shit up Free my dawg, I ain't talkin' no pup If it's up, then it's stuck Shoot my shot, I be comin' in clutch Money callin', I be pickin' it up Drop your mans like "Who pickin' him up?" You can look, but don't touch I start buggin', I'm shootin' shit up She like "Sleepy, you love me or what?" She feel like I just don't be givin' a fuck Huh, look Don't front, choppa dump My bitch pretty, I fuck from the front Took an L, I came back and I won Boy lost a fight, he came back with a gun Don't front, top two, but you not number one I know momma she proud of her son I know that you know that I'm not the one