Yo
Yeah I was calling you about the other day, um
I was kinda’ blown 'cause I was just tryna get some, but, you know
Sometimes you gotta come 'round and chill with the homies, you know how it-
Yeah
I don’t pay my taxes
Bitch on the side she relaxin’
Come out the bih, with a backend
Come out, I nut and we back in
I’m tryna get up in all of the action
Callin’ up all of the backends
Shit in my head and I need a relaxant
Never seen it how I did it
Racks in my face tryna get it lil' bih
You be actin' like a snitch (like a snitch)
He got no heat tryna give me a tip
And now he runnin' off bricks (bricks)
I get ahead and I better not bail (nah)
Callin' up all of the demons
Clearin' all 'em out like freeman’s
Yeah
Quick runner, I be comin' round on the backend
Bench put 'em in, I be coachin', you actin' oh (yeah)
No, I do not pay my taxes (nah)
Trip on a bag, do not fumble my passes (no)
Oh no there’s sin in my head (sin)
Bitch tryna give out the neck
I’m on a wave you gon' fuck with the next
Taggin' the walls, yeah I’m taggin' in next
I might just leave you behind, try and pick up and I press on rewind (press rewind)
I caught that bitch in a lie
Fuck on my bitch, she be askin' for lines (yeah)
Sniff on the line
Tryna bend up on the be-be-behind
Tryna fuck a bitch from be-be-behind (yeah)
Be-be-be-be-be-Behind
Ah
Don’t pay my taxes
Askin' for handouts I seen you were lackin'
Even yo bih' tryna get up a stack
I’m on the scene, I'ma get on that act, but on that act
I cannot act, (nah) tryna get a bitch, tryna get another bag
You would never see how I did all of that
All of the racks, everything I did was never for the fuckin' fans (nah)
That’s my business, ay (ay)
You be callin' on a business day, and my bih (bih)
And a bitch standing there
Tryna get the money, but I’m sittin' on a brick now (yeah yeah)
I got caught up in the heat now
Is you in there?
Had to go on my way
Tryna go M.I.A., lost my time
(I was)
I was, I was
(Woo, yeah)
I was, Yeah
(Woo, yeah)
I was, I was, I don’t
(Woo, yeah)
I don’t pay my taxes
(Yeah, yeah)
Call up the bitch on the backend
(Ooh, yeah)
Runnin' thru money on that end
(Brr, Brr, Brr!)
Come in that bih, we’re relaxin'
Bass slappin’, take the low freq’s to the head (Yeah)
Call another bitch, now she leadin' (Yeah)
Ever since juice, couldn’t drop Percocet (Nah)
Callin' out the mofuckin’ feds (Yeah)
Lyin' to my face, tryna get up in my head, oh yeah, (Yeah)
I'ma take it there, you just turned around and left
(Tryna take it there)
Brr Brr Brr!
Never seen a freestyle like this before (No)
Tryna get a bih, tryna pour a lil four (Pour)
Sippin' the lean on a slope (Slow-oh)
Gonna go move and I’m goin' slo mo, yeah
I be good once I’m ahead, can’t be no stoppin' 'til I’m fuckin' dead
I'ma call that girl like, hey (Brr, Yeah, Yeah)
Show me the way, I just want a good taste
The way I’m killin flows I’m demon in this bitch
I be callin up the homies Imma never fuckin quit (Hell Nah)
Been dyin on my homies, we dine on the lines (on the lines)
Eatin up good, I might just fall be- (fall behind)
Can’t even use words, my mind I can’t describe (nah)
Yeah, everything I said was never fine
I’m called to pay the taxes like I’m fuckin fined
The feds be callin me up, can’t park on the line
Yeah
Imma come in in the back
Coppin that bitch a new bag
Tryna pop off all the tags, yuh
(Yeah)
You never seen none of that
Tryna get a couple just
Tryna get a rack
Oh yeah
Flowin crazy, goin insane
Tryna get up, shots to the brain (Brr)
Countin up the hits to the head
I don’t wanna know who you blame
Smoke that gas, smoke the hay (Hey)
Callin up off set, HEY (Hey)
Don't know how much that I made
But I’m cleanin up, new maid
