pronto freestyle

yeah

it's about 3: 47 in the morning right now

i'm in the booth gettin' it in while y'all was under covers

where your blankets warm and snug

hah

flock fresco baby

i'm in there like swimwear and out there like mouth gear

ya dig?

yeah

no kiss or huggin'

she don't miss her husband

lanez that nigga that your bitch is

yeah we make you pay

makin' in jamaican shade

or in new york shootin' hoops like flava flav

oh ten so low could send a fire soul

watchin' shauna paint better pictures than picasso

gettin' money from lil' somethin' to heavyweight

the pack is with' it

a bag of bitches in every state

see i done came from nothin'

to a heavy slate

see y'all can hate while me and freddy laughin' to the bank

you're actin' what you ain't

we know you're fried jawl

clique full of goons

who do not smile

techila vodka got me higher than your momma's pie

i've been the topic since i came out of my momma cryin'

and i'ma get this money

makin' sure my papas fine

oh and to end it off

nigga flocka died