One Take Freestyle Remix (feat. Kodak Black)

(Mobleyyy)

(Damn, damn)

Run that back

D-da-da- (one more time, one more time)

Uh, uh, cracker got an AR like he shootin' schools up

Yellow wide-body, Hellcat look like a school bus

Dove up in that water, huh, I ain't had no scuba

Glock on my lap, up and blow like a tuba

You just a hatin' bitch, I don't give two fucks

You just like to talk a lot, you ain't finna do nothin'

They just like to pocket watch, so I got some zippers for 'em (damn, damn)

I got P's and zippers for 'em

What they need? I get it for 'em

Dope loud, it's annoyin', bitch, you can't ignore it

On that porch, ride 'til early mornin', tryna get it off

We get cheese like asiago, pockets, they on double portion

Bitch, I'm poppin' like some bubbles blowin'

Uh, yeah, uh-uh

Cuh said he ready, I'm already goin', uh (I'm already goin')

Glock got a red dick like a dog do, uh

She won't play with my team (damn, damn)

She might just dog you, hm (she might just dog you)

Lam' white like ice cream, seats look like fondue (seats look like fondue)

Your bitch say she like me, I'm high as a kite be (high as a kite be)

Need some bad lil' red shit, somethin' like a Hi-C (somethin' like a Hi-C)

Bitch, I'm right with 23

Feelin' somethin' like Mike be (somethin' like Mike be)

Chopper talk that Bow Wow

Feelin' somethin' like Mike be (somethin' like Mike be)

F-, mm, yeah, uh, uh (somethin' like Mike be)

Somethin' like LeBron with the Cavs, made a light C (uh-uh)

I'm already white, ho (damn, damn), I don't need no white bitch (uh-uh)

I'm already white, bitch, I don't need no white ho

We got brown, tan, purp', green, teal, and white dope (yeah)

We got dog food, syrup, gas, yeah, booger sugar

Drew down with a black ski, now that boy a coulda-shoulda

Uh, drew down with that, huh, yeah, that black ski, he a coulda-shoulda

You feel me? Druski? Coulda? Yeah

You catch my drift? Yeah, uh, uh, uh

Get me in that room, I'm playin' stupid like I'm Woody, uh (damn)

Draco, it's a fully, we drop down like we some bullets

I been in that field too many years, I ain't no rookie

I been in that field, I'm the boss man, uh (yeah)

Shoot you in your jaw, fuck up your teeth (yeah, yeah)

Now you can't talk again (uh)

5.56 hit his kneecap, now he can't walk again (yeah, yeah)

All they finna say, hm, "Shouldn't have spoke on him," huh

Speak on two or three 'nem, hop out deeper than the deep end

I stay out the way, but speak on gang, then we creepin' (damn, damn)

I pulled up with this 223 (yeah, uh) it hit your-

Yeah

One take, bitch, that's on the whole L

Free Three, free Steve, on God, bitch

Man, uh, yeah, huh, yeah, huh

Pfft, yeah (light this up)

Yeah, leave the rest to me, you know I'ma crush it

I've been more street than Sesame

Like Elmo, how I chew my muffin

Since elementary, I knew I was finna kill these suckers

Fuck the judge, gonna hit lil' Soda with an elbow and it wasn't funny

Trappin' turn to tricks, run like a rabbit to that money

Blacker than a bitch, I'm quick to tackle me a bunny

The Spanish soda cracka mixed with yellow honey mustard

I don't know what, a bitch said I'm a colorist

How the fuck, bitch? I don't love my mother?

I admit I said a lot of dumb-ass shit when I was a youngin

I ain't used to get down with brown bitches, but now I love her

What you think, we changing 19 to 1800?

And then you grow some dreads and dye 'em red, you look like Chucky

Nigga, fuck that, all that partner shit don't mean nothin'

Fuck that love crap, all my partners owe me money

Where the drugs at? I'm tryna tweak

I don't need no company (damn, damn)

I'm a rugrat, I keep a Tommy on me, buddy

Turn a nigga mummy, every of my birthdays rainy now

Yeah, Z god, Zeus, thunder, lightning, thunder

Za, OVO function

I'm serious like SM, but I don't pay the radio

Like, Sirius, like SM, satellite