Freestyle Thats The Intro song by HoneyKomb Brazy from Primary Album Album not found. The music is composed and produced by Joel. Genre is Rap music. The Record company is unknown. Released on None.
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Freestyle Thats The Intro Meaning
| [I put this on everything, I’m screaming fuck 12 and a bed sprang Fuck about taking a rest, I’m chasing a check I’ll sleep when I’m dead mane I’m some’ like head mane, I just met a new bitch with some head game She say she know yoga, I’m tryna fold her up like a spaghetti string Remember the old days, they say I wouldn’t be shit but now I’m bigger now Remember them cold trays in da jail cell, it’s lobster for dinner now These bitches be throwing pussy, these niggas be at my head like some clippers now I be so paranoid, I’m talking about I pump my gas with my pistol out I know that these niggas plotting, that why I surround myself round nothing but killers now All I got to do is send them out, I’m a big dog like Clifford now We treat niggas like dinner dates, you know we just pull up and take them out And jump on the interstate, shoot a lil text message “like I made it out” I miss my nigga Boogie, I can’t forget about em, he got 35 I’m sweating his parole date They need to free my dog before I break him out Playing with the profit, turn em upside down shake em out Make believe niggas, I never thought it was so many fakers Got to pray for these niggas, I never thought it was so many haters, excuse me father god I need a favor like straight up If I ever go to sleep hating on a nigga don’t let me wake up It’s a lot of shit about these fake ass rappers ion know where to start with em They be screaming fuck 12 in a song, be right in the car with em But you a hard nigga, it ain’t your fault, no it ain’t your fault Your granddaddy died for telling, your mama ain’t shit and your daddy was soft And your uncle ‘em was just some bitches, and both of your brothers was flaw Your lil sister ate me up by the way and I came in her mouth I know they don’t like this, I come off the head the same way I write shit You know I’ll fight quick, but I keep the strap like a dike bitch I talk with the big man, I told em turn me on like a light switch I got some big plans, you know I can execute em with the right shit I’m breaking down white grit, in a hotel with a white bitch But this how I got to be, can’t fuck with these niggas cuz you know they might snitch I be like fuck the law, I wouldn’t cooperate for a light sentence You know I love all my dogs, I’ll go to jail for em like Mike Vick Tell you my life lit, I just took a dog shit smoking cat piss I cut off my last bitch, she ain’t had no business smelling like no catfish She need her ass kicked, I gives no fuck bout no bad bitch I call up an ugly hoe, like I need my dick sucked and my balls licked I call her nappy hair, why, cuz you know that head sloppy Eat the dick off the body, then take a picture with it and show everybody Now that’s a head doctor, I need a med doctor for these flashbacks My grandmamma mad at me, she caught me putting granddaddy in a trash bag Let me rephrase that, I was putting gas gas in a glad bag My daddy just caught a fit, cuz this lil bitch done ate up his grandkids I’m on some pimp shit, yuh yuh, I been on some pimp shit 10 years old running round school hitting hoes with that shrimp dick Know I don’t play nigga, I got the game from back in the day nigga No I’m not Jeffery, but you can ask uncle Phil, I’m a made nigga RN4L shit, till I die, be my grave nigga Try and be nosey, that’s how you get shot in your mother-fucking face nigga And if I fuck around and fall 7 times g pick me up 8 nigga And before they come swerving in my lane, blood make em hit the brakes nigga Pop out at night time like a raccoon where you stay nigga 5 shots from a Rusty ass revolver, that’s first 48 nigga Got more flavors then a Kool-Aid man, I’m like oh yeah Tried to sign me for 200 grand, I’m like I need more bread I’m the hardest nigga outta Alabama, and these niggas know that I be on go, pune, plus I do this shit all the time with my forehead Call up your bitch just to give me more head, then shoot my children On the top of her forehead, then stick it back in her mouth She like when I dog her, she don’t even protest Then I go hop in the shower, fire some sour, leave me with no stress Then I go bag up some powder Put on my helmet then juug off a moped All these numbers keep calling, look at who calling, oh it’s a class freak What’s up honeycomb, you know ion talk on these phones, pull up on the back street 10 mins later she got me rolling down the window like, “What you wanna ask me?” She pull up her shirt and just flash me, like, “Honeykomb when you gone bag me?” “And don’t tell me you gone fuck me tomorrow, cuz you said that last week” “I be wanting to let you fuck me on camera, but you might blast me” “Sure wish I could fuck wit you now, but I’m on a cash spree” Plus, I’m in da car with my hitter, can’t fit in this bitch, ain’t come with no backseat I’m just riding riding round with nowhere to go to And all these niggas keep dying, shit got me watching the niggas I’m close too Jealously, hate, the shit that I go thru, I used to be broke too I got off my ass and got me a bag and now I got power like Goku I’m from a city where anything go, you heard of Mobile nigga 13 paralyzed my own cousin, my grandma in tears nigga People kept calling my phone like, “Komb you wrong, that ain’t what it is nigga” Family first, naw loyalty first, bitch I’m a real nigga And before I grow up and be a hoe, I’ll rather stay a lil nigga Remember when I robbed ZBD, took the wrong raw Kevin hill nigga Uncle was trying to finesse me, thinking I’m green, I look like a dill pickle That when I came off the hip, looked at his ass like that ain’t no deal nigga 13 seven double o 4, blaatt I’m screaming gang gang gang If a nigga try and reach for my chain, that bitch gone bang bang bang Ion too tough fuck wit these niggas cuz they be lame lame lame I’m wit the shits, I’m straight out the hood like some fish and grits I can’t trust shit, cuz most these niggas be six plus six All the years a nigga did in prison, I can’t forget nigga Whole jail on lock down, cuz rico sent the hit nigga I had to sleep wit a knife, I had to watch my back while I piss nigga Yeen never had to stand in the line, just to take a shit nigga Bitch nigga , MUSIC VIDEOo] |
