freelilroy

ayy

yeah

ayy

yeah

ayy

yeah yeah

c'mon. i just want the money bags

i'm screamin' free lil yo

ayy

just want the dough

i be scheming on the low

yeah

what he on? 'cause really we don't know

i told lil roy to get the door

two-two-three

bitch hit the floor

uh

ayy

spin his block

ayy

let off some shots

yeah

that ain't your nigga if y'all never bumped it out

okay

they gon' run with that

now watch 'em run with this

thirty totin' and i'm down to blitz

head first

i hit him in his shit

that ain't my nigga jit

that ain't my fuckin' kid

free my nigga

let him out the pen

hard head and i be going in

fourteen hundred jit and i can't fuckin' switch

totin' tools

yup

heavy sticks

kel-tec with a stupid kick

i be kicking shit like karate kid

chop him up and watch his body split

i got some young niggas really with the shit

grew up without a father

bastard child from the bricks

left pepper by the door

yeah

we just hit

can't trace the scent

cracker blitz by six and when i hit need every scent

i'm strikin' pointin' windows

forty hit you like a bitch

i had to wait in line for this

glock say twenty-six

yeah

chopper eat your block like some sushi

sleep with fish

drum with fifty shots and the beam came with the stick

i don't want the bop

man all she for is eatin' dick

ayy

yeah

come on

all she for is eatin' dick

ayy yeah