Free Woo

(álbum: Free Dem Boyz - 2021)

(Flexin')

I'm a no-shoestring-wearing nigga, just straps
Nine out of ten of these hoes holding back
How the fuck he did six years with four flat?
Course Hot Boy and Will hang together, they both rats
Pull up in the hood, high beams on the Wagon
My niggas call me Rollie, all my bitches call me Patek
Ho, quit saying you could've had me, how?
Shout out Lil (tuh) I'm the one who blew him down
Rest in peace, drop shit for extra cheese
This here for Neff and Reece, say I remember betting fives
Hard times don't never last
Told y'all I quit stomping, I'm on my seventh slab
Something 'bout that drug money make these bitches get off
Let me know if you can't see me, nigga, 'cause I'll take the tint off
We just left SoleStage, blew about a ten ball
Free my nigga Woo, or should I call him Mr. Fentanyl?
Yeah, Gotti run the show, but shit, I'm finna have a spin-off
Take a nigga ho, you never told me that you loved her
Fifty for a show, no back and forth, I'm selling drugs first

Hold me down, never know what tomorrow bring
Help me out, if I eat, we all eat
Ma, look at your baby
Still finding 30s for the 18, yeah
I might come through in a hard top, we dragging
I still save all of my call outs, I'm damaged

From hustle kits to ball out, I still live in the doghouse
I'm known for going on Moss routes like throw it up
Hate on who? I'm going up
Ain't gotta flash, I show enough
Been in my bag, nigga, get in yours
Quarter million cash, ain't shit in yours
Married for now, I'll get divorced, ayy
This bitch been acting like she love me
Came from nothing, doggy, we was thugging
How you gon' judge them?
Nigga ran off with my last and left me hurting
Asking doggy would he rather be rapping or selling 30s?
Youngest nigga, but the first one in traffic behind the
Murders
In that 'Cat, I'm probably swerving, state troopers make me nervous
Young dog still into murders, throw his shit back like a jersey
Put a Patek on a baddie, a Patek on a
I put a Patek on a baddie

Hold me down, never know what tomorrow bring
Help me out, if I eat, we all eat
Ma, look at your baby
Still finding 30s for the A-team, yeah
I might come through in a hard top, we dragging
I still save all of my call outs, I'm damaged

Free my nigga Woo
Free my nigga Woo