Wow Freestyle (feat. Kendrick Lamar)

Ayy K. Dot
 Yeah, yeah
 Can we get it how we used to get it
 Like when Top had the red Charger?
 Can we get it how we used to get it
 Like when Top had the red Charger?
 Can we get it how we used to get it?
 Cap on, and I got racks on
 Spent four nights in the country I like
 Then I take my rich ass back home
 Blow so bright, I could make make moonlight
 See this ain't like your pheromones
 Blew one, big gun, bare tone
 Who won? We won, yeah, holmes
 We old school like Capitol
 My old school made doctor note
 My old school made hard knock
 Black on black, my coupe and strap
 I ain't balling on the hard tops
 I told y'all to call Top, now my number call blocked
 I don't miss, I call shot
 Hol' up, yeah
 Cap on and I got racks on (And I got racks on)
 And I produced that diesel
 I could put Shaq on (I could put Shaq, ayy)
 Nigga, your bitch gon' leave you
 You ain't got a backbone (You ain't got, hol' up)
 I don't rely on people, I just go and bread chase
 Whoa, this so fucking dope, I might catch a fed case
 Whoa, you ain't getting money, nigga, then you dead weight
 Whoa, got the drop on 'em, there he go, checkmate
 Whoa, we go drop on 'em, y'all better play it safe
 Whoa
 Cap on, and I got racks on
 Don't be bitter, you're dope
 They reconsider that shit, be stepped on
 Eastside Johnny way out that project
 But then I get my rep on
 Fuck your feeling, no question bitch
 I kill it, I bring that check home
 We old school like domino
 My old school made lawyers know
 My old school a match box
 Black on black, bad bitch in the back
 We ballin' on a hard top
 Dot told y'all to call Top
 Now my number call blocked
 We don't miss, we call shots, swervin'
 I pay 'em no mind mind because I curve 'em
 She said I look way better in person
 I told her I do better when I'm workin'
 You scared motherfucker, go to churches
 Right back in this bitch, take a flick
 Hoe, what's happening (Yeah)
 We don't politic money clip, like it's fashion (Yeah)
 Me and Rock go back like, flipping matresses
 Me and Dot go back like knocking addresses
 Cap on, cap on, drum hold thirty, no add-on
 Lil' man mad, don't wanna go bad on
 Big kickstand fold out, when you lack on
 You ain't no man, you a mouse in a rat hole
 I hold band, whole stack, that's factual
 Call Big Ten on a island bashful
 Fuck your plane, I'ma burn that castle
 Fuck that clan, I'ma burn that task force
 It's sick murder when I say go
 Hoppin' out that van with a black ski mask
 And a great big murder when I say go
 Man, I took my chance, and I paint like that
 Let' see how further it might go
 And it just might hurt you when I go
 And my name might curse you when I go
 Bitch
 In God we trust
 Fear no man, but in God we trust
 Both palm in hand, prayin' I stay up
 I know you try your best but it's not like us
 Wow, oh you say you got a bad one
 Wow, I can tell you never had one
 Wow, we back to back acting manie
 Wow, East-side Johnny going stupid, stupid, stupid
 Wow