Watch Us Fly! (feat. Destroy Ev)
Wassup in the sky
Hit em it's a jet
Balling, watch us fly
Sinning with my set
Tell me bruh just what did you expect
I'm killing and crashing
Moving and passing
Teaming and tagging
Bagging I'm dragging
Walk up out the ship
I'm asking rex where the thots at
Like where yo thoughts at?
Twin up in the cut
I feel the vibes
I'm looking back back
Now a days got always something working
Peep the chest tat
Branded on the skin
I work too hard
I never side track
Don't need to fuckin talk fast
I give it how it is
You see us prosper
Ain't no show cast
Freeworld, got my team
Why is Rino sipping dreams
She can't touch on me
Then why this girl in love with me
She get jiggy, dancing
Just like redda on the beat
Hi hats been jumping
Like Van Halen, take a seat
Money deep
I'm gone work that bag up, let me eat!
The clique so locked in
Even got runners in the lead
We gone' rock the shows like Adam, eve
Lord forgive us for our sins
I'm tryna fucking eat
I'm trying peak
We unload then go
Or pull up load and go
You asking where he go
Oh yea he 6 below
Not enough snow
Could catch his fall
Now from these bullets hoe
He cold no eskimo
Or him too
Talking bout his case dude
We goin send him up or down too
We booting em up no Quaaludes
We was sliding round in preludes
Praying on the city that's true
All while she fornicating
Twisting it up and then we serve you
Ignored I tried to curve you
You hit me so its foul you
I hid the secrets at the bayou
You telling so you flawing
Catatonics make me pull up
And spray ya house up regardless
Hit the marly
Flick on the window pane
And ash that bitch to dust
Ride off Harley
Zipping zooming
Cut off traffic
Know they clueless
They ain't fucking me
A Freeworld how I'm moving
Oh yes I'm groovy
Little bitch hold my toolie
I love the squeeze of the Uzi
Bitch, lugubrious
How I been feeling on my stupid shit
Keep this clip
For the movies bitch
And this mag now for reading shit
You should never know I got it
But know I got it
So do not test me bitch
I'm moving heavenly and real elegant
I'm sneaking the pole to the gala bitch
I been on a roll know I'm spiraling
In too much control, not allowed of it
They goin want me real dead
And I count on it
Shots missed my head
I was counting em
Out the grave I rise
I was out of it
Jump in with me
And I'm drowning ya
The fuck he think he is now testing me bro
I been the type to come around
Knock him off and all his bros
What did he expect
Investing in them tecs
His opps is probably a bankroll
Leave him real dead
Mother left in dread
Leaving em' all to think like
What did you expect
Hit em it's a jet
Balling, watch us fly
Sinning with my set
Tell me bruh just what did you expect
I'm killing and crashing
Moving and passing
Teaming and tagging
Bagging I'm dragging
Walk up out the ship
I'm asking rex where the thots at
Like where yo thoughts at?
Twin up in the cut
I feel the vibes
I'm looking back back
Now a days got always something working
Peep the chest tat
Branded on the skin
I work too hard
I never side track
Don't need to fuckin talk fast
I give it how it is
You see us prosper
Ain't no show cast
Freeworld, got my team
Why is Rino sipping dreams
She can't touch on me
Then why this girl in love with me
She get jiggy, dancing
Just like redda on the beat
Hi hats been jumping
Like Van Halen, take a seat
Money deep
I'm gone work that bag up, let me eat!
The clique so locked in
Even got runners in the lead
We gone' rock the shows like Adam, eve
Lord forgive us for our sins
I'm tryna fucking eat
I'm trying peak
We unload then go
Or pull up load and go
You asking where he go
Oh yea he 6 below
Not enough snow
Could catch his fall
Now from these bullets hoe
He cold no eskimo
Or him too
Talking bout his case dude
We goin send him up or down too
We booting em up no Quaaludes
We was sliding round in preludes
Praying on the city that's true
All while she fornicating
Twisting it up and then we serve you
Ignored I tried to curve you
You hit me so its foul you
I hid the secrets at the bayou
You telling so you flawing
Catatonics make me pull up
And spray ya house up regardless
Hit the marly
Flick on the window pane
And ash that bitch to dust
Ride off Harley
Zipping zooming
Cut off traffic
Know they clueless
They ain't fucking me
A Freeworld how I'm moving
Oh yes I'm groovy
Little bitch hold my toolie
I love the squeeze of the Uzi
Bitch, lugubrious
How I been feeling on my stupid shit
Keep this clip
For the movies bitch
And this mag now for reading shit
You should never know I got it
But know I got it
So do not test me bitch
I'm moving heavenly and real elegant
I'm sneaking the pole to the gala bitch
I been on a roll know I'm spiraling
In too much control, not allowed of it
They goin want me real dead
And I count on it
Shots missed my head
I was counting em
Out the grave I rise
I was out of it
Jump in with me
And I'm drowning ya
The fuck he think he is now testing me bro
I been the type to come around
Knock him off and all his bros
What did he expect
Investing in them tecs
His opps is probably a bankroll
Leave him real dead
Mother left in dread
Leaving em' all to think like
What did you expect
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Writer(s): Gabriel Sa
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