笨小笨Blac Soda (Freestyle)歌词由Smino演唱，出自专辑《She Already Decided》，下面是《Blac Soda (Freestyle)》完整版歌词！
Blac Soda (Freestyle)歌词完整版
*****, twist up a eighth. I am zap zap
I still got a weed man, don't use no weedmaps
I said I quit ****in' your hoe, I'm 'bout to relapse
Twenty ******* in the back, that's where we at
Sleepy off the brown, in my dungeon
And I'm cryin' while I cut she got a muh****in' onion
And I'm always on my toes, like a muh****in' bunion
Baby we been through these hoes, been through her like a bundle, uh
I like my ******* wet and wavy, freaky
Long ass tongue like Kakey, tweaky
Said she'd do it better on her knees, call her knee-knee
Internet *****, she a bird, she Tweety
I had to see it, see it for myself
Be a, Be a shame if that lil' jawn got left
Chain in my ring, strawberry but ain't no shortcake
I don't know when I'll be back, lil' bih go check the tour dates
*****, twist up a eighth. I am zap zap
Hmm, what the blunt say?
Seven-eleven, crap
She say she wanna kick it with me, Imma punt that
Hmm, coochie juicy, I attack her, I punch that, hmm
Lil' *****, roll the **** up (Gotta roll your own shit)
You ain't put on shit, roll the **** up (The **** you thought this **** was 'bout to be?)
Lil' *****, roll the **** up
You ain't put on shit, roll the **** up, ayy
Think **** just gon' be sweet, huh?
For real though
Sick and tired of these muh****ers coming 'round me tryna smoke all my good **** up, man
(I'm tired of these people)
Smoke yours, *****
Feel me?
Straight up
Shit ***** anyway, *****s be needing to be smokin' they own **** anyway
Don't pass me **** and don't ask me shit, you dig?
Hey yo what's crackin'? It's your boy Buddy givin' a shout out to Smino, grigio, in this mother****a
Part II: "2MuchFronto"
Yeah
Right
Ooh-woo
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Just re-up my product, product (Uh)
Bought lil' baby some brand new Prada (Yeah)
South St. Louis, she my momma
Surprise with sugar, she was just tryna flex the
Flat-out, one on one with the ***** like dollar
Cup dark like Mahershala
Lotta you wanna love
Drinkin' 1-800, hope my baby make my hotline bling (Bling)
Always 1-800, make you wanna blocka-blocka (Damn)
Drinkin' 1-800, hope my baby make my hotline bling (Bling)
Always 1-800, make you wanna blocka-blocka (Damn)
Drinkin' 1-800, hope my baby make my hotline bling (Bling)
Always 1-800, make you wanna blocka-blocka
Brand new watch, Barack-a, presidential
Perriwinkle purple in my Fanta, Fanta
Damn, too much fronto, lil' Bari said too much fronto (Uh)
I don't beef, don't carne asada (Nah)
I don't beat that corn on the cob up (Nah)
**** like a pistol, never a problem
She callin' me-me-me, big poppa
Came from the Northside, diamond upped water, woo
So, you learn, the game's a game (Yeah)
Yeah, fame is fame (Yeah), *****, you're lame, you're lame (Yeah)
Took your ***** to P.F. Chang's
Quick to drip like P.F. Fly, shit
She ate up pistachio-oh-oh-oh-oh Breyer's
Ayy, *****, I was just playing my momma the album
She already decided you, you her new favorite rapper
Crazy, them folks from HBO just hit me too
They wanna use some of that new music
I told 'em, "Cut that mother****in' chizzeck"
