Free Da Homies (feat. Duthakiccdoor & Bills1x)
Shut up Billie
Guap Lea in this bitch
Guap Lea (Skrt)
Free the squad
Free the squad
Free the lil homies
Free all them niggas
Free my cuzzo too
Take them niggas out them chains
Take all them niggas out them chains
Skrt, skrt,skrt,skrt
Free da bleed team (Bleed)
Free da homies
Locked up doing years in a cell by they lonelys
Without nobody, locked up for a body
Never caught him laccin that's why he got a homi
Free da bleed team (Bleed)
Free da homies
Locked up doing years in a cell by they lonelys
Without nobody, locked up for a body
Never caught him laccin that's why he got A homi
Young nigga, yea you know im real loco
Choke a nigga out till his face turn RoHo
Camera on the scene, 1 nigga got a GoPro
Jay said they called 12 so we gone have to go bro (Aye)
Bitch I'm swervin I'm slidin
Bought a new whip cause niggas knew what I was ridin
Gold on my neck look like a nigga been mining
Man I always been real nigga
What I look like lieing, (STUPID)
Know a nigga gotta get to it
Only L's I'm takin is a listen, cause I aint losing
Don't ask where I'm going, little bitch I gotta get movin
How you wife that hoe when you know that hoe been choosin (Bop)
No I cant fuck with no opps
When I'm in the city no I cant fuck with no cops
Drivin back streets scoping niggas like its black ops
We catchin niggas slippin when the floor aint even been mopped (Ehh)
Free da bleed team (Bleed)
Free da homies
Locked up doing years In a cell by they lonelys
Without nobody locked up for a body
Never caught him laccin that's why he got a homi
Free the bleed team (Bleed)
Free the homies
Locked up doing years in a cell by they lonelys
Without nobody locked up for a body
Never caught him laccin that's why he got a homi
Bitch niggas turnt up, niggas lame
Turn around buss three on a chain
Niggas love, yea they speakin on my name
Its FREE BANDZ till they lay me in a grave
Slidin foreign but the boys rann my plates
Young niggas out here smoking cake (Gas)
Fat woods yea that shit eze the pain
Big cups with the juice I go in (I go in)
Young nigga out here for the win (For the win)
Big cups with the juice I go in (I go in)
Young niggas out here for the win (For the win)
Guap Lea in this bitch
Guap Lea (Skrt)
Free the squad
Free the squad
Free the lil homies
Free all them niggas
Free my cuzzo too
Take them niggas out them chains
Take all them niggas out them chains
Skrt, skrt,skrt,skrt
Free da bleed team (Bleed)
Free da homies
Locked up doing years in a cell by they lonelys
Without nobody, locked up for a body
Never caught him laccin that's why he got a homi
Free da bleed team (Bleed)
Free da homies
Locked up doing years in a cell by they lonelys
Without nobody, locked up for a body
Never caught him laccin that's why he got A homi
Young nigga, yea you know im real loco
Choke a nigga out till his face turn RoHo
Camera on the scene, 1 nigga got a GoPro
Jay said they called 12 so we gone have to go bro (Aye)
Bitch I'm swervin I'm slidin
Bought a new whip cause niggas knew what I was ridin
Gold on my neck look like a nigga been mining
Man I always been real nigga
What I look like lieing, (STUPID)
Know a nigga gotta get to it
Only L's I'm takin is a listen, cause I aint losing
Don't ask where I'm going, little bitch I gotta get movin
How you wife that hoe when you know that hoe been choosin (Bop)
No I cant fuck with no opps
When I'm in the city no I cant fuck with no cops
Drivin back streets scoping niggas like its black ops
We catchin niggas slippin when the floor aint even been mopped (Ehh)
Free da bleed team (Bleed)
Free da homies
Locked up doing years In a cell by they lonelys
Without nobody locked up for a body
Never caught him laccin that's why he got a homi
Free the bleed team (Bleed)
Free the homies
Locked up doing years in a cell by they lonelys
Without nobody locked up for a body
Never caught him laccin that's why he got a homi
Bitch niggas turnt up, niggas lame
Turn around buss three on a chain
Niggas love, yea they speakin on my name
Its FREE BANDZ till they lay me in a grave
Slidin foreign but the boys rann my plates
Young niggas out here smoking cake (Gas)
Fat woods yea that shit eze the pain
Big cups with the juice I go in (I go in)
Young nigga out here for the win (For the win)
Big cups with the juice I go in (I go in)
Young niggas out here for the win (For the win)
Credits
Writer(s): Al'sulaiman Ud'diyn
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