Free Woo
(专辑: 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