crackheads freestyle by lieu Lyrics
[Intro]
(lieu)
[Verse 1: lieu]
Claim you're smoking on that loud, but I'm smoking on that crack
I just made some shit, but I'ma put it in the trash
I don't hate you, bitch, it's just that your music's bad
At the end of the day, it's you coming up in last
Call me broke, but you're broke
I just take it as a joke
I'm so high up off that Xan
I'ma motherfucking float
I'm still smoking on that crack
I might have a stroke
I got nothing else to add
I'll just go home
[Verse 2: sholoh]
All this gas in my eyes, no, I cannot see
Number (N)ine all on me
I feel like a nazi
I get bands, I get bands
That's for certain
Think we cool, we ain't gang
We ain't working
NOVAGANG is up (Yeah)
I don't give a fuck (Yeah)
Talking on my niggas
Then you better duck
Your bitch talk too much
She really want me to cuff
Givе you one more chance
Thеn sorry, you're out of luck
[Verse 3: angelus]
I got Prada on my fit
I got Balmains on my feet
Yeah, and you look like a lick
Better watch out when I meet you
And yeah I tote them sticks
If you talk down you won't be here
I don't fuck with niggas
'Cause these niggas moving weird, yeah
Smoking on this opp' pack (Whew)
Now he's gone
I can never love back (Ew)
What the fuck?
And these niggas some imposters, they be moving sus
And I can never worry about a bitch, I'm counting bucks, yeah
[Verse 4: kuru]
Y-Y-You say you not texting, but you text a lot sound the time
Touching the money flowing through me [?] we gon' leave you in the trash
Baby [?] you know [?] something, now we [?] on the road
Baby, you're the prettiest in the world because if you go ahead just [?]
Twenty dead opps
*gunshot*
Now it's 21
Your shit all the same but now it's clear that I got 50 sons
[?] I try to count it all in one
You feel that, bitch? I smoke that blunt instead of turning your girlfriend on
[Verse 5: grandee]
Damn these perkys got me out my mind
This ain't no surprise
All you bitches got me wasting my time
I don't give a fuck about you or your paycheck
You talking down up on the gang, and we gon' change it
You a sneaky bitch I made you, and you can't get to my fit
You my underling without me, you ain't ever be shit
Give me credit when it's due when you be stealing my hits
Take a .30 to your head, and I'ma blow your shit
You ain't getting in
[Verse 6: blackwinterwells]
Yuh
Watching Star Wars, smoking blunts
I don't really give a fuck
Go get flattened by a bus
B-B-B-B-B-Boom
See me on IG, don't hit me up
Bitch I'm busy, I got work to do, and you ain't even up
Pussy
Feel like I'm Bobby the way I'm chilling
Feel like Krillin
Wait, no Goku with pink hair like fighting Beerus
Spirit Bomb your fucking team, and I'm sweeping up all the rubble
Should have listened when your gut said that Wellsy was fucking trouble
[Verse 7: twikipedia]
I got diamonds on my neck
Talking down that's disrespect
I'ma fly my private jet
Give a fuck about your set
Give a fuck about where you at
I'ma pop this fucking tag
I'm with helix with a bag
Gotta keep it in containment
Bitch I'ma get all the money like wow
You gon' be pissed off, steal my style
They wanna call, yeah, they wanna dial
I'm on the come up, they in denial
I got your text
I read it, but I won't reply
Bitch, you talk down to the gang, to the bros, swear to God
[Verse 8: tropes]
You out of luck *mumbling*
You ain't a poet
Put your pen and paper in the trash
I'm not on my break, but I'm still posted in the back
Shit was always sunny, til' I pulled up with the MAC
Shot, headshot, put a hole in your mental
All code flames, like command to a candle
Like a cigarette, we come in packs, like a scandal
Chrome TV, lay it down like a mantle
[Verse 9: funeral]
I'm smoking crack
It's really nice
Money, murder, that's my vice
Bitch, I don't need your advice
Bitch, you broke, that's a fact
Walk around, pockets fat
That's your life I'm taking that
Tie your body to the track
Crack in my body, nobody can stop me
Bitch, know I'm ridin' round with the glocky
I'm with a crackhead bitch, she gon' top me
Bitch we invincible
I feel invincible
My sight is visible
[Verse 10: cru]
Blowing smoke up in the air
I don't care
Gotta walk in with designer on me
They all stare
You think I give a fuck?
It's pretty rare
If you got a problem with me
You can see me anywhere
Fuck your bitch
You a cunt
Bitch you bad
Yeah you suck
19 on me
Yeah it's tucked
And he mad
But for what?
Switchblades on me you get cut
Don't give a fuck
And my money going up
It's going up
[Verse 11: Zootzie]
Don't know why these niggas talking shit, I'm on they ass
Bitch, I walk round like I'm Jimmy Neutron
Bitch, I let it blast
Bitch don't wanna see the drip
She the worst I ever had
Saw some niggas that was fake
Always knew it wouldn't last
Call me rich, cause I'm rich
Suck my motherfucking dick
Nigga mad, 'cause I'm rapping better than he ever did
He down bad
Now he got to entertain a fat bitch
Had to go ghost all my bros
Cause the money lacking
[Verse 12: saturn]
I shake my hands
Rubber bands
Making big deposits
A big advance
I keep that pole like it's a Wiimote
Make him dance
My bros fell out I feel like Reno
Give a damn
I couldn't give a shit
And this bitch so bad at top I swear that I'm just bout to leave this shit
Fuck a Jesus piece I barb my neck until I'm bleeding it
Y-You look at me funny but I'm Goku and you Frieza, bitch
Drag him to the back I pack his body in the freezer, bitch
[Verse 13: midwxst]
I'm with my Nova niggas, shout out my bro lieu
We been tryna work for a minute so this shit is overdue
What you thinking 'bout me?
Oh wait, I don't care
Into your soul, I stare
Oh you said you sad
Don't give a fuck
Cause life is never fair
Shoot you like a target
Like a rabbit
Like a fucking hare
Talking to myself inside the mirror
Is anyone there?
Shut the fuck up bitch, don't want to talk to you
Don't make a scene
I don't even give a fuck at this point
If I come off mean
[Verse 14: SEBii]
Oh, oh, oh, oh
I get my money like oh, oh
I hit it from the back, go uh, uh (Okay)
He like a stack, go uh, uh
I got bands (Slat, slat)
And they're all blue (Okay)
She said (Huh?)
"Hey SEBii, why you cute?" (Yeah)
"Hey, SEBii, wanna do me?"
"Hit it raw like sushi"
They don't really like me (Like me)
So they want to sue me (Sue, sue, sue)
I just want to sue you (Sue, sue)
I'm just 'bout that loot-loot
On the cypher with lieu-lieu
Who had a clue, clue?
(Clue, clue, clue, clue)
[Verse 15: doxia]
You stupid
Crack inside my pocket, I might use it
***coughing***
Pack got me coughing mucus
You got a strap, you not gon' use it boy that's useless
I'm off that pack, pack, pack, pack
I'm sipping Ac, Ac, Ac, Ac
She said she like dat, dat, dat
Wait a minute
Rebooting
Your whole gang be losing
You like the way we moving
My pockets keep on oozing
Your music got me snoozing
Bring the tools in
[?] grooving
Your boy [?] moving
[Outro: lieu]
Die
(lieu)
[Verse 1: lieu]
Claim you're smoking on that loud, but I'm smoking on that crack
I just made some shit, but I'ma put it in the trash
I don't hate you, bitch, it's just that your music's bad
At the end of the day, it's you coming up in last
Call me broke, but you're broke
I just take it as a joke
I'm so high up off that Xan
I'ma motherfucking float
I'm still smoking on that crack
I might have a stroke
I got nothing else to add
I'll just go home
[Verse 2: sholoh]
All this gas in my eyes, no, I cannot see
Number (N)ine all on me
I feel like a nazi
I get bands, I get bands
That's for certain
Think we cool, we ain't gang
We ain't working
NOVAGANG is up (Yeah)
I don't give a fuck (Yeah)
Talking on my niggas
Then you better duck
Your bitch talk too much
She really want me to cuff
Givе you one more chance
Thеn sorry, you're out of luck
[Verse 3: angelus]
I got Prada on my fit
I got Balmains on my feet
Yeah, and you look like a lick
Better watch out when I meet you
And yeah I tote them sticks
If you talk down you won't be here
I don't fuck with niggas
'Cause these niggas moving weird, yeah
Smoking on this opp' pack (Whew)
Now he's gone
I can never love back (Ew)
What the fuck?
And these niggas some imposters, they be moving sus
And I can never worry about a bitch, I'm counting bucks, yeah
[Verse 4: kuru]
Y-Y-You say you not texting, but you text a lot sound the time
Touching the money flowing through me [?] we gon' leave you in the trash
Baby [?] you know [?] something, now we [?] on the road
Baby, you're the prettiest in the world because if you go ahead just [?]
Twenty dead opps
*gunshot*
Now it's 21
Your shit all the same but now it's clear that I got 50 sons
[?] I try to count it all in one
You feel that, bitch? I smoke that blunt instead of turning your girlfriend on
[Verse 5: grandee]
Damn these perkys got me out my mind
This ain't no surprise
All you bitches got me wasting my time
I don't give a fuck about you or your paycheck
You talking down up on the gang, and we gon' change it
You a sneaky bitch I made you, and you can't get to my fit
You my underling without me, you ain't ever be shit
Give me credit when it's due when you be stealing my hits
Take a .30 to your head, and I'ma blow your shit
You ain't getting in
[Verse 6: blackwinterwells]
Yuh
Watching Star Wars, smoking blunts
I don't really give a fuck
Go get flattened by a bus
B-B-B-B-B-Boom
See me on IG, don't hit me up
Bitch I'm busy, I got work to do, and you ain't even up
Pussy
Feel like I'm Bobby the way I'm chilling
Feel like Krillin
Wait, no Goku with pink hair like fighting Beerus
Spirit Bomb your fucking team, and I'm sweeping up all the rubble
Should have listened when your gut said that Wellsy was fucking trouble
[Verse 7: twikipedia]
I got diamonds on my neck
Talking down that's disrespect
I'ma fly my private jet
Give a fuck about your set
Give a fuck about where you at
I'ma pop this fucking tag
I'm with helix with a bag
Gotta keep it in containment
Bitch I'ma get all the money like wow
You gon' be pissed off, steal my style
They wanna call, yeah, they wanna dial
I'm on the come up, they in denial
I got your text
I read it, but I won't reply
Bitch, you talk down to the gang, to the bros, swear to God
[Verse 8: tropes]
You out of luck *mumbling*
You ain't a poet
Put your pen and paper in the trash
I'm not on my break, but I'm still posted in the back
Shit was always sunny, til' I pulled up with the MAC
Shot, headshot, put a hole in your mental
All code flames, like command to a candle
Like a cigarette, we come in packs, like a scandal
Chrome TV, lay it down like a mantle
[Verse 9: funeral]
I'm smoking crack
It's really nice
Money, murder, that's my vice
Bitch, I don't need your advice
Bitch, you broke, that's a fact
Walk around, pockets fat
That's your life I'm taking that
Tie your body to the track
Crack in my body, nobody can stop me
Bitch, know I'm ridin' round with the glocky
I'm with a crackhead bitch, she gon' top me
Bitch we invincible
I feel invincible
My sight is visible
[Verse 10: cru]
Blowing smoke up in the air
I don't care
Gotta walk in with designer on me
They all stare
You think I give a fuck?
It's pretty rare
If you got a problem with me
You can see me anywhere
Fuck your bitch
You a cunt
Bitch you bad
Yeah you suck
19 on me
Yeah it's tucked
And he mad
But for what?
Switchblades on me you get cut
Don't give a fuck
And my money going up
It's going up
[Verse 11: Zootzie]
Don't know why these niggas talking shit, I'm on they ass
Bitch, I walk round like I'm Jimmy Neutron
Bitch, I let it blast
Bitch don't wanna see the drip
She the worst I ever had
Saw some niggas that was fake
Always knew it wouldn't last
Call me rich, cause I'm rich
Suck my motherfucking dick
Nigga mad, 'cause I'm rapping better than he ever did
He down bad
Now he got to entertain a fat bitch
Had to go ghost all my bros
Cause the money lacking
[Verse 12: saturn]
I shake my hands
Rubber bands
Making big deposits
A big advance
I keep that pole like it's a Wiimote
Make him dance
My bros fell out I feel like Reno
Give a damn
I couldn't give a shit
And this bitch so bad at top I swear that I'm just bout to leave this shit
Fuck a Jesus piece I barb my neck until I'm bleeding it
Y-You look at me funny but I'm Goku and you Frieza, bitch
Drag him to the back I pack his body in the freezer, bitch
[Verse 13: midwxst]
I'm with my Nova niggas, shout out my bro lieu
We been tryna work for a minute so this shit is overdue
What you thinking 'bout me?
Oh wait, I don't care
Into your soul, I stare
Oh you said you sad
Don't give a fuck
Cause life is never fair
Shoot you like a target
Like a rabbit
Like a fucking hare
Talking to myself inside the mirror
Is anyone there?
Shut the fuck up bitch, don't want to talk to you
Don't make a scene
I don't even give a fuck at this point
If I come off mean
[Verse 14: SEBii]
Oh, oh, oh, oh
I get my money like oh, oh
I hit it from the back, go uh, uh (Okay)
He like a stack, go uh, uh
I got bands (Slat, slat)
And they're all blue (Okay)
She said (Huh?)
"Hey SEBii, why you cute?" (Yeah)
"Hey, SEBii, wanna do me?"
"Hit it raw like sushi"
They don't really like me (Like me)
So they want to sue me (Sue, sue, sue)
I just want to sue you (Sue, sue)
I'm just 'bout that loot-loot
On the cypher with lieu-lieu
Who had a clue, clue?
(Clue, clue, clue, clue)
[Verse 15: doxia]
You stupid
Crack inside my pocket, I might use it
***coughing***
Pack got me coughing mucus
You got a strap, you not gon' use it boy that's useless
I'm off that pack, pack, pack, pack
I'm sipping Ac, Ac, Ac, Ac
She said she like dat, dat, dat
Wait a minute
Rebooting
Your whole gang be losing
You like the way we moving
My pockets keep on oozing
Your music got me snoozing
Bring the tools in
[?] grooving
Your boy [?] moving
[Outro: lieu]
Die