Freak Junt (feat. Juicy J & Gloss Up) - Hitkidd, Gloss Up & K Carbon

Uh Uh-huh, uh, uh, uh, uh Woah, woah, woah, uh I might hop out in Europe, step all on your heart These bitches is thinking they ballin' with me Look, my future is bright, so don't play no parts In wasting my time, my time ain't cheap They was sleepin' like Z-Z-Z, now I'm like, "see, see, see" I shoot my shot long-range, I feel like CP3, uh Square up Beat it up, fuck your hair up Pretty girl like Clairo Nice twins like Tamera She ride dick like Doja Cat That's what I think, I don't know the cat She wanna know, wanna see where it's at Fuck me, no goin' back I got that dick that'll mess up your life Girl, bangin' with me is gon' come with a price You know some of these niggas is married in life But I come with that dick that don't come with no wife You keep throwin' that back, ain't no throwin' no rights I keep giving you game, I ain't taking advice If it's love in the air, I just throw up the kite Then I bring my ass back if we run outta line Said I hop out in Europe, step all on your heart If you bitches is thinking you ballin' on me Look, my future is bright, so I don't want no parts In no negative time, bitch, my time isn't cheap They was sleepin' like Z-Z-Z, now I'm like, "see, see, see" I shoot my shot long-range, I feel like- I hit the pussy like square up (beat it up) Fuck your hair up Pretty girl like Clairo Nice twins like Tamera She ride dick like Doja, baby That's what I think, I don't know the baby She wanna see, wanna know where it's at You fuck me, ain't goin' back Bitch, don't call my phone no more I ain't got no time for you fake ass hoes (yeah, hoe) Bitch, don't call my phone no more I ain't got no time for you fake ass hoes (yeah, hoe) Bitch, don't call my phone no more I ain't got no time for you fake ass hoes (yeah, hoe) Bitch, don't call my phone no more I ain't got no time for you fake ass hoes (yeah, yessir) Bad lil' bitch from the 'Gram Head good, she might get a gift Say she a ride or die I say "Good, bitch, ride in the Lyft" She can't wait to get a piece of me I tell her get all she can eat She ain't never made the honor roll All I see is them double-D's Baby girl lowkey deserve a trophy How she chewin' on the wood with no teeth How she made a tidal wave with both cheeks Woo, I might OD Rich nigga, know that's a fact Got your hoe, now you know that's a wrap You keep callin' tryna know where she at I fuck her once, she ain't going back Square up Beat it up, fuck your hair up Pretty girl like Clairo Nice twins like Tamera She ride dick like Doja Cat That's what I think, I don't know the cat She wanna know, wanna see where it's at Fuck me, no going back She said she gettin' tired of the average dick All these lame niggas is done quick She say she gettin' tired of the average dick All these lame niggas is done quick

Time waist for no man You gotta boss up man It's time to stop playing around, being lazy nigga Get up and get to the money nigga Grind nigga Believe in your motherfucking self nigga Motivation bruh Started off with nothing, now I'm bossed up Started in the gutter now I'm bossed up Got it out the mud now I'm flossed up Yeah, all my niggas good, yeah they sauced up Bossed up, nigga, I done bossed up Bossed up, nigga, I done bossed up I'm bossed up, you don't wanna cross us Bossed up, all my niggas sauced up If you rich then you a gangsta nigga All the tough shit, that ain't gangsta nigga Fuck around and find you in a bodybag I'm just tryna fill out all these moneybags See me, I'm what a drug dealer dream about Fucking bad bitches, backing beamers out If niggas want some smoke we pull them steamers out I be so damn fresh, I cashed the cleaners out See niggas taking shots but I'm so bulletproff I just laugh at 'em, couple Bentley coupe I swear I be so high I gotta loose the roof See niggas got a lackers, they know I'm the truth See where I'm from nobody gives a fuck about you I know rappers, I know trappers, I know real clappers If you ain't getting money nigga then you hustle backwards Choppers on the backseat if you want some action Started off with nothing, now I'm bossed up Started in the gutter now I'm bossed up Got it out the mud now I'm flossed up Yeah, all my niggas good, yeah they sauced up Bossed up, nigga, I done bossed up Bossed up, nigga, I done bossed up I'm bossed up, you don't wanna cross us Bossed up, all my niggas sauced up Bosses, I'm with bosses I don't care bout what the costs is We ain't tryna take no losses, we don't deal with fake shit often I ain't after go to college, taught my self and now I'm balling Like the summer I went out to New Orleans and came back bossing And if a nigga play me we gone toss 'em I don't touch 'em, I just got to make call They waiting for me to fall but that ain't bout to happen They playing tough but they ain't saying much about the captain My niggas bout that action You [???] your bitch heard about the thing I'm packing I don't care about no fashion, I'm a writer not a rapper No day moving past us, niggas moving backwards I ain't worried bout the pussy I'm just wondering where the cash is I just do it different, I just made my cake the fastest If a nigga tripping get a thing and then we blast it I just rolled some weed and fucked your bitch, thats why I'm laughing It's young Wiz, Taylor Gang Started off with nothing, now I'm bossed up Started in the gutter now I'm bossed up Got it out the mud now I'm flossed up Yeah, all my niggas good, yeah they sauced up Bossed up, nigga, I done bossed up Bossed up, nigga, I done bossed up I'm bossed up, you don't wanna cross us Bossed up, all my niggas sauced up I might be that nigga that might run your label I might be that nigga put food on your table I might bee that nigga that you see on cable But I'm bossed up so my young nigga might pay you The devil working on me so I'm prayed up Them niggas went to bed so I stayed up How many times I gotta tell you I'm a player King of my city, I might run for mayor Mafia yeah that's that new mafia Niggas see you shining so they copy ya Now they all sitting round plotting on stopping ya But that's when all them bodies popping up I got a dope bitch, she be on some dope shit Your bitch on some hoe shit, she just want the dope dick Coke in her veins now she wanna fuck the whole clique She gone bust it open, she say she can take the whole dick Started off with nothing, now I'm bossed up Started in the gutter now I'm bossed up Got it out the mud now I'm flossed up Yeah, all my niggas good, yeah they sauced up Bossed up, nigga, I done bossed up Bossed up, nigga, I done bossed up I'm bossed up, you don't wanna cross us (cross us) Bossed up, all my niggas sauced up All my niggas sauced up All my niggas sauced up All my niggas sauced up All my niggas sauced up

Please leave a message G-styles on the track, boy, whoa Huh Ayy, what the fuck is one-on-one? We all on go and jumpin' in (the fuck is that?) Who the fuck she talkin' to? Speak up, hoe, come again? (again) Ain't no E-N-D, this shit forever, we don't break or bend (forever) Try them other hoes, you better not try shit with my friend (bitch) Better not try my best friend, better not try my best friend (lil' hoe) Smack your granny, smack your cousin, smack your auntie and her friend (everybody) We don't do no one-on-one, we all be jumpin' in (everybody) Give a fuck who right or wrong, bitch don't try my best friend (hoe) Ayy, yeah, throwin' up finger signs (fuck you) I bet these hoes know not to fuck with us Unless they eatin' pussy (huh?) Bitches shouldn't even come for us Why these bitches hatin'? I don't know, they gettin' shitted on (on God) Ridin' 'til the wheels fall off like the Flintstones We don't share no hair (what?) Bitch play, her nigga dare If that hoe got an apartment, I'ma fuck her nigga there (for my bestie) You can come and get this one, but you know we ain't playin' fair (hoe) Bitches say they want the smoke I can't wait to clear the air (lil' bitch) Ayy, what the fuck is one-on-one? We all on go and jumpin' in (the fuck is that?) Who the fuck she talkin' to? Speak up, hoe, come again? (again) Ain't no E-N-D, this shit forever, we don't break or bend (forever) Try them other hoes, you better not try shit with my friend (bitch) Better not try my best friend, better not try my best friend (lil' hoe) Smack your granny, smack your cousin, smack your auntie and her friend (everybody) We don't do no one-on-one, we all be jumpin' in (everybody) Give a fuck who right or wrong Bitch don't try my best friend (Glorilla, woo, hey) Fuckin' with my bestie, that's the shit that get your ass whooped (hoe) Fuckin' with my bestie is the reason why your mans took (hahaha) I can't watch my bestie fight, this shit gon' be a bad look (nah) And any bitch ain't step out there to fight, we on your ass too (shaky ass) Playin' with that one right there, know it's up there with whoever, boo (on God) Muggin' when you see us shakin', bitch, that's all you better do (weak ass) Ain't no E-N-D, we got it tatted, shit forever, boo (go, best friend) Fuckin' with my bestie just some shit that you should never do, on God Ayy, what the fuck is one-on-one? We all on go and jumpin' in (the fuck is that?) Who the fuck she talkin' to? Speak up, hoe, come again? (again) Ain't no E-N-D, this shit forever, we don't break or bend (forever) Try them other hoes, you better not try shit with my friend (bitch) Better not try my best friend, better not try my best friend (lil' hoe) Smack your granny, smack your cousin, smack your auntie and her friend (everybody) We don't do no one-on-one, we all be jumpin' in (everybody) Give a fuck who right or wrong, bitch don't try my best friend (hoe) We got rich together Bitch, we in this shit together We got rich together Bitch, we in this shit together