Jay Vilpin – Iowa Freestyle

Jay Vilpin – Iowa Freestyle Lyrics

Artist: Jay Vilpin
Song: Iowa Freestyle

I’m in iowa wit it
The first time i hit a blunt i was only 14
Felt like i’m on cloud nine, b#tch i’m teleporting
Round the same time i’m hitting hoes i wasn’t courting

I was on my jackie chan, i need one more ting
That’s a 90’s baby’s reference
They still sleeping on the boy, i think they taking ketamine
I’m exactly where a n#gg# said i be and getting better than

I been out the way and getting to the fee boy that’s a definite
A couple n#gg#s tried me but i bet they won’t like they own mеdicine
They gotta stop the pеrjury, n#gg#s in the city acting like they never heard of me
I’ve been out here for an eternity

I really got a nine to five and missed a f#ckin’ grammy dawg that sh#t had really hurted me
I was only 15 when i dropped my first bag
I had blew that sh#t on jay’s dawg, it didn’t even last
When i turned 16, had the yota till it crashed

I done f#cked me a few foreigns, had to hit em in the back
Couple years later, 19, i made a jwet gleece
I blew a bag at panama, they showing t#tt#es on the beach
I’m a chameleon, i’m everywhere, regardless imma eat

Nowadays i’m moving militant i’m walking with elites
Half you n#gg#s really cap, boy you n#gg#s get no fee
That lil’ hoe there let me fwap, yea lil’ shawty let me grease
Lately i’ve been in the trap, tryna get a n#gg# fees

I don’t owe a single soul, b#tch i do this sh#t for me
This ain’t no motherf#ckin’ game, i’m tryna dodge the dea
If you ain’t been getting to the money, you can’t relate
I had put that lamo on that f#ckboy ain’t appreciate

But i’ma just go harder i could give a f#ck what he say
Give my runner b#tch a pack and she gon’ flip that sh#t in three days
She want casamigo, she say it’s her b-day
Shawty finna throw it back and act like she can’t behave

Look at all these haitians winning, b#tch you better catch the z-wave
I been outchea for a minute, bet this moment they gon’ see me
My homie ti-blun is a legend, word them boys out in the eastway
That hoe ain’t wanna f#ck when we was younger, we was teenage

She see me shining now she tryna bust it down for me in three ways
I was only 15 when i dropped my first bag
I had blew that sh#t on jay’s dawg, it didn’t even last
When i turned 16, had the yota till it crashed

I done f#cked me a few foreigns, had to hit em in the back
Couple years later, 19, i made a jwet gleece
I blew a bag at panama, they showing t#tt#es on the beach
I’m a chameleon, i’m everywhere, regardless imma eat

Nowadays i’m moving militant i’m walking with elites
Ayy, jay
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Release Year: 2023