V.I.C. - Aint No Way (No Way Freestyle)

Keep it silent bout that rocket in my pocket
In this party, pop a molly
Feeling jolly, just like Santa

Ride me like a sleigh that bitch my Prancer
Dirty dancer, diamonds dancing, young and handsome, got my magnum
Not a gun, no way

I been balling on these n***** just for fun aye aye
Got a problem we going to solve it, ain't no running but I
Pop a molly in this party, off that chronic and I can't stop it
Ain't no way
And I can't stop it
Ain't no way

You can not stop a demon
Yeah, we be out here scheming for no reason
It don't matter the season
Every single day you know my diamonds always gleaming

I be balling in the fourth like I am Kobe
Shoot a fuck n**** with my left like Ginobli
Know you talking shit but you don't really know me
Had to make all of these bands all on my lonely

That ain't no Speaker Knockerz
But we pull up to your house and yeah them choppers holla
Talking shit we might hit you, your father, and your momma
I don't give a shit, been popping since I was a toddler
Put that on my mama

Feel like future in the bitch I got to get the commas
Feel like a llama on fire spitting all this shit all day
I don't give a fuck lil n***** I got that AK
And it might ruin your day
Cause it might fucking spray

It might burn your eyes, like that's shits some fuckin' mace
And I might throw these bands all over your fuckin' face
Got way too may hoes, so I never got to chase
Feel like Tay-K in this bitch, I got to do the race

Told that n**** run up on me if he wanna (If he wanna, if he wanna)
N**** I'm just chillin' up in here I'm smoking ganja (I'm smoking ganja, smoking ganja uh)
Yeah
Run up on me if you wanna
Choppers in this bitch and they going to make your momma holla

Aye n*****, and that's word to your father
I be out here everyday smoking on that pressure
Bad lil bitches on my phone but no I'll never text her
Pulled up on that bitch inside a foreign had to flex up

Feeling really great, I had to fess up
Gold around my neck, lately been feeling like the best yuh
Roll another blunt so I ain't ever feeling stressed yuh
Everyday I'm thanking god because I'm feeling blessed yuh

When I play my music she recite it, Like a song along
Pull up to that pad she wearing nothing, but a fuckin' thong
Heard he talking shit we ripped that n****, like a fuckin' bong
Take a bitch, Netflix and chill, put this movie on

Keep it silent bout that rocket in my pocket
In this party, pop a molly
Feeling jolly, just like Santa

Ride me like a sleigh that bitch my Prancer
Dirty dancer, diamonds dancing, young and handsome, got my magnum
Not a gun, no way

I been balling on these n***** just for fun aye aye
Got a problem we going to solve it, ain't no running but I
Pop a molly in this party, off that chronic and I can't stop it
Ain't no way
And I can't stop it
Ain't no way

No you can't
Oh no, no, no, no
Oh no

Written by:
Victor Smith

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