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 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 Honor, 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 **** 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 what?

Tried to run, but he ran out of luck

Free up chef, 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'm 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 I'm not the one

I'm not the one, I'm not the one, I'm not the one, I'm not the one