Rebel Freestyle by KLOUD BEATS Lyrics
Intro:
On my rebel shit (Yeah, uh)
Smoke gas bitch (Ay)
Moving fast bitch (Ay)
In that fast whip (Ay)
On that drag strip (Ay)
I do the dash bitch (Ay)
I count the cash bitch (Ay)
Verse 1:
Smoke on my own
Ion pass shit (Never)
.30 on his hip but he won't blast shit
Bitch I'm getting rich
So I need a rich bitch
Fuck my last bitch
I'm just glad I smashed it (Blow, Blow)
Damn I can't wait till I blow up
Ima get money for sure
Ima go cop me a rolls (Fosho, Fosho)
Pussy boy know how it goes
My niggas want all the smoke
We just gon smoke all the dope (Dope, Dope)
I keep a Glock with a beam
Selling these drugs to the feens
My niggas know what I mean
Fake love know what I mean
Burberry don't fuck with supreme
She a dub trynna fuck with the team
Show no love you get hit with the gleam (Yeah, Uh)
Hook:
Smoke gas bitch (Ay)
Moving fast bitch (Ay)
In that fast whip (Ay)
On that drag strip (Ay)
Do the dash bitch (Ay)
I count cash bitch (Ay)
Pop a tab bitch
Verse 2:
Smoke on my own
Ion pass shit (Never)
.30 on his hip but he won't blast shit
Bitch I'm getting rich
So I need a rich bitch (Ay)
Fuck my last bitch
I'm just glad I smashed it (Ay)
I do not shop at the store
I just be counting my dough
I don't be feenin for more
Ima just pour up a four
I make her ride like a pro
I knew that bitch was a hoe
I fucked that bitch for sure
Baby just fuck on me slow (Uh, Uh)
You can't have shit (Uh, Uh)
I won't pass shit
Pour up the drank
Got these bitches lit
I fucked that bitch in the back of the whip
There go ya bitch she feeling the fit
Too many bitches they think I'm the shit (Yeah, Uh)
Kloud shit
Gang shit
On my rebel shit
On my rebel shit (Yeah, uh)
Smoke gas bitch (Ay)
Moving fast bitch (Ay)
In that fast whip (Ay)
On that drag strip (Ay)
I do the dash bitch (Ay)
I count the cash bitch (Ay)
Verse 1:
Smoke on my own
Ion pass shit (Never)
.30 on his hip but he won't blast shit
Bitch I'm getting rich
So I need a rich bitch
Fuck my last bitch
I'm just glad I smashed it (Blow, Blow)
Damn I can't wait till I blow up
Ima get money for sure
Ima go cop me a rolls (Fosho, Fosho)
Pussy boy know how it goes
My niggas want all the smoke
We just gon smoke all the dope (Dope, Dope)
I keep a Glock with a beam
Selling these drugs to the feens
My niggas know what I mean
Fake love know what I mean
Burberry don't fuck with supreme
She a dub trynna fuck with the team
Show no love you get hit with the gleam (Yeah, Uh)
Hook:
Smoke gas bitch (Ay)
Moving fast bitch (Ay)
In that fast whip (Ay)
On that drag strip (Ay)
Do the dash bitch (Ay)
I count cash bitch (Ay)
Pop a tab bitch
Verse 2:
Smoke on my own
Ion pass shit (Never)
.30 on his hip but he won't blast shit
Bitch I'm getting rich
So I need a rich bitch (Ay)
Fuck my last bitch
I'm just glad I smashed it (Ay)
I do not shop at the store
I just be counting my dough
I don't be feenin for more
Ima just pour up a four
I make her ride like a pro
I knew that bitch was a hoe
I fucked that bitch for sure
Baby just fuck on me slow (Uh, Uh)
You can't have shit (Uh, Uh)
I won't pass shit
Pour up the drank
Got these bitches lit
I fucked that bitch in the back of the whip
There go ya bitch she feeling the fit
Too many bitches they think I'm the shit (Yeah, Uh)
Kloud shit
Gang shit
On my rebel shit