Free Smoke (feat. Loe Shimmy)
Let's go!
Free smoke
I'm at his head I'm at his top
I'm at his throat, yeah
When I don't feel right, I take another dose yeah
This shit don't seem right
I'm plotting on the low
Bet I'm a kill that boy no you won't make it home
I tell the truth won't tell no lie
When it ain't something like Jay the picket
Right my way I said it all huh
I'm sounding like Kujo baby
Legend yeah you all dumb huh
It's a whole hundred shots these niggas play with me
I got a lot of bitch
Don't want that bitch, to wait on me
I want the whole crew dead I'm talking a to z
I've been waiting every day, for niggas to trade on me
Let's go
I've been on my own chasing after guap and baby
I'm addicted to these drugs baby
Lately all the pussy niggas, they been toting glocks
And I don't want that lil'shit got my draco with me
Free smoke I made this hit, I made this top
I'm at his throat when I don't feel right
I take another dose yeah
This shit I'm seeing right
I'm plotting on the low
Bet I won't kill that boy, no you won't make it home no
I tell the truth don't tell no lie
On it and somewhere like Jada Pinky
Round my way I said it on him
I'm sounding like Kujo baby legends yeah I don't huh
I keep squatting balls like I
Ain't in a fitness uh niggas seen too much
Go head delete the witness
Off one hundred plus then switch it before this
Ain't no fuckin'gimmicks like I love her issues
Lust lil'bitch don't catch no feelings
I'm too big to bliss can't take no risk
I'm sending enemies how you beef with me
Ain't got no check I'm tryna run up these niggas
I'm outside the v
And swing my drink like who want smoke with me
Dropping bags my heads keep taking meds
Walk'round with two-two-three selling bowls
And getting niggas gone face probably watching me
I get in the booth get in my zone tryna cop easy
Uh damn it been so bad, that t r s a diesel uh
That lil'mama bad she foreign bro to meet her uh
You can't run it up, then I could be your teacher
I'm getting niggas gone in the streets
They make me evil
Free smoke
I'm at his head I'm at his top
I'm at his throat, yeah
When I don't feel right
I take another dose, this shit I'm seeing right
I'm plotting on the low yeah
Bet I'mma kill that boy
No you won't make it home
No I tell the truth won't tell no lie on it
And something like Jada Pink everywhere I said it all
Huh I'm so like Kujo baby that's a year a dull Her
Free smoke
I'm at his head I'm at his top
I'm at his throat, yeah
Let's go
Free smoke
I'm at his head I'm at his top
I'm at his throat, yeah
Let's go
Free smoke
I'm at his head I'm at his top
I'm at his throat, yeah
When I don't feel right, I take another dose yeah
This shit don't seem right
I'm plotting on the low
Bet I'm a kill that boy no you won't make it home
I tell the truth won't tell no lie
When it ain't something like Jay the picket
Right my way I said it all huh
I'm sounding like Kujo baby
Legend yeah you all dumb huh
It's a whole hundred shots these niggas play with me
I got a lot of bitch
Don't want that bitch, to wait on me
I want the whole crew dead I'm talking a to z
I've been waiting every day, for niggas to trade on me
Let's go
I've been on my own chasing after guap and baby
I'm addicted to these drugs baby
Lately all the pussy niggas, they been toting glocks
And I don't want that lil'shit got my draco with me
Free smoke I made this hit, I made this top
I'm at his throat when I don't feel right
I take another dose yeah
This shit I'm seeing right
I'm plotting on the low
Bet I won't kill that boy, no you won't make it home no
I tell the truth don't tell no lie
On it and somewhere like Jada Pinky
Round my way I said it on him
I'm sounding like Kujo baby legends yeah I don't huh
I keep squatting balls like I
Ain't in a fitness uh niggas seen too much
Go head delete the witness
Off one hundred plus then switch it before this
Ain't no fuckin'gimmicks like I love her issues
Lust lil'bitch don't catch no feelings
I'm too big to bliss can't take no risk
I'm sending enemies how you beef with me
Ain't got no check I'm tryna run up these niggas
I'm outside the v
And swing my drink like who want smoke with me
Dropping bags my heads keep taking meds
Walk'round with two-two-three selling bowls
And getting niggas gone face probably watching me
I get in the booth get in my zone tryna cop easy
Uh damn it been so bad, that t r s a diesel uh
That lil'mama bad she foreign bro to meet her uh
You can't run it up, then I could be your teacher
I'm getting niggas gone in the streets
They make me evil
Free smoke
I'm at his head I'm at his top
I'm at his throat, yeah
When I don't feel right
I take another dose, this shit I'm seeing right
I'm plotting on the low yeah
Bet I'mma kill that boy
No you won't make it home
No I tell the truth won't tell no lie on it
And something like Jada Pink everywhere I said it all
Huh I'm so like Kujo baby that's a year a dull Her
Free smoke
I'm at his head I'm at his top
I'm at his throat, yeah
Let's go
Free smoke
I'm at his head I'm at his top
I'm at his throat, yeah
Let's go
Credits
Writer(s): Levi De Jong, Brandon C Jackson, Shamar Robert Cox
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