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get lite freestyle - jenn carter lyrics

[intro]
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grrah

[chorus]
i came a long way just from tappin’ sh*t (just from tappin’)
loaded the “bent,” b*tch, they was doin’ mad for sh*t (doin’ mad for sh*t)
got a bigger bag, like just from this rappin’ sh*t (from this rappin’ sh*t)
now i’m steady makin’ noise like an activist (like what?)
b*tch all on my body, look, she on some ratchet sh*t (on some ratchet sh*t)
said she want a birkin bag, i ain’t havin’ it (b*tch)
popped b*tches need a new wig, steady pattin’ it (steady pattin’ it)
dirty b*tches dissin’, i’ma get her, i’m too tact’ with it (i’m too tact’, like)
i’m a dog, when i’m in the p*ssy, say, “woof”
she got no motion, better get up out my face (get up out my face, d*mn)
if she tell me call an uber, i’ma ask her how she pay (how much you pay?)
she likе, “i guess we’ll be friеnds,” but i’m feelin’ like i’m drake, b*tch (like i’m drake, like)
m.a said they hatin’, but they broke, though (but they broke, though)
yeah, i know, i could tell just by they photos (i could tell, like)
41 the movement, that’s the motto
i never needed help, i been doin’ this sh*t dolo (on my doley)
n*ggas mad i read what i wrote, though (what i wrote, though)
and my money steady jumpin’ like i’m pogo (pogo)
like n*ggas b*tches, think we sharin’ the same hormones (hormones, b*tch)
i don’t need no famous b*tch, but i’ll do it for the promo (i’ma do it for the promo)
40 barkin’, this sh*t soundin’ like it go, “woof”
money frozen, i don’t wanna let it go (d*mn)
n*ggas keep on startin’ beef, i put it on the stove, n*gga (on the stove, like)

i just copped a pinky ring, they not f*ckin’ with me (they not f*ckin’ with me)
i walked in with open arms, still not touchin’ me (still can’t touch me)
they say wock’ bad for my health, pass the f*ckin’ lean (pass the f*ckin’ lean)
i got high as f*ck, i’m still gon’ roll the f*ckin’ weed (roll the f*ck up)
b*tch, i’m dripped in trapstar ’cause i’m a trap star (i’m a trap star)
he ran like a jaguar, i’m in a jag* (i’m in a jag*)
party light up on his feet, i thought he was a track star (he run track, like)
that’s what he get for talkin’ hot with all them bad bars (all them bad bars)
b*tch, i’m at the top like i left a landmark (left a landmark)
n*ggas gettin’ shot just for chillin’ in them d*mn parks (in them d*mn parks)
i came with my chop, we turn ’em into lamb chops (into lamb chops)
b*tch, i got anxiety, stop starin’ at my d*mn watch (at my d*mn watch)
in the club, i might throw a couple hundreds (couple hundreds)
only comin’ if they payin’, b*tch, ain’t no discussion (ain’t no discussion)
when we pull up to they function, all they chains they was tuckin’ (chains they was tuckin’)
’cause my n*ggas stay on timin’, my neck cold like the hudson, b*tch
[outro]
grrah
it’s carter, d*ckhead

- jenn carter lyrics

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