Casamigos Freestyle
(专辑: Friend Of The Family - 2022)
[Nyck Caution:] Yeah, ay, yeah (He's here) Been with the
shit like I'm ready to die Y'all for the
Migos, I'm ready to fly Point me the
route where my enemies lie Call up the
guys, I'm ready to slide I'm sick of this shit, I
can't belly it And murder the
hero, we getting rebellious Let me talk to 'em, I'm feeling like Elliot Dog got the
juice, but goddamn it feel glorious (Goddamn) You know the
city notorious (She wanna) She wanna link, but tonight I'm ignoring it, wait She took a
train from Astoria Right to the
crib for an hour, I
tore it up That's your old girl, I
could see what you saw in her Back to the
lab, gotta stick to the
formula I
don't take trips out the
country, I
tour that shit Taking these L's to the
face like I'm forfeiting Medium well, raise the
stakes, shit I'm torchin it Never enough, turn it up, I
need more of it (More of it, more of it, more of it) Soon as that bass drop, I'ma just swing, double D's in a
tank top Open wide baby, I'm tryna hit bank shots Walking on sunshine, stepping on raindrops I
was tryna rock like Aesop Sweet little thing and she suck like cake pop Not my main thot, so we just BTS, no K-Pop, oh Yeah, that shit was dynamite, nah, I
ain't tryna wipe Working this craft like a
brewery Hoping that her and her friend alike They tryna see what he brew like a
Yemenite Taking off, go to the
moon in my satellite I
was too gone off the
shrooms, I'm a
parasite Working too much, had to cop a
new terabyte Blacking out, waking up thinking like, "Where am I?" Been with the
shit like I'm ready to die Y'all for the
Migos, I'm ready to fly Been with the
shit like I'm ready to die Y'all for the
Migos, I'm ready to fly [Kirk Knight:] I
married the
money and started a
cult All these foreign bitches fresh off the
boat No serial numbers, I
walk with the
ghost Came from the
trenches, I
ain't have a
coat Extended the
visa, rent a
two-seater Bad mamacita, it's cheaper to leave her I'm cheating my vices, money my psychic Smile in my face, but these haters don't like me Hit the
dealership, duffles on duffles In the
Benz [?] the
shuttle Me, myself, and I
had to go huddle [?] with shorty, she smuggle Put her on juice, watch her percolate I
told her, "Bag up, we gon' work today" VIP section from section 8
I
can't even understand what a
hater say [?] you ready to die Been with the
shits and I'm ready to You see the
pain in my eyes No more talking, you keep feeding me lies Glock 19 for your demise Extended-release, the
[?] got me high Nobody move, got the
Glock over thigh Kick back, too big for the
size Seating reclined, this money is mine All the
designers sent to the
crib, I
don't wait in lines Tell lil' brodie he gon' paint the
block like crime I'm on a
money chase, young nigga tryna beat the
time Count up [?] [Nyck Caution:] Been with the
shit like I'm ready to die Y'all for the
Migos I'm ready to fly Been with the
shit like I'm ready to die Y'all for the
Migos, I'm ready to fly