GetRichZay - Free Coke lyrics

Yeah (Big C Hop)
Uh, uh, uh (He had to make this)
Uh (He said, "Bye")
Fuck, fuck nigga know he gon'
(I seen the red light)
(Put it in your)
Yeah

Fuck nigga know he gon' lose his life
(Aight) , I don't know why he schemin'
For (I don't know what your name
Uh)
Call that lil' ho déjà vu
Think I already seen her before
(Think I already seen, aight, come on)
Uh, can't believe that bitch your boo
I fucked that ho like a week ago
(Fucked that bit' like a week ago)
My lil' nigga gon' step for sho'
I'ma take that boy to the sneaker store
(Take that boy to the sneak, aight, come on)
Up that chop, this bit' get hot
But I swear this bitch leave niggas cold
(Swear this bit' leave niggas cold)
Aight, come on, you a troll
That's on six, that nigga gon' get exposed
(Frrt, nigga gon' get, aight, come on)
Draco big as hell
(Draco, psh) , this bitch gon' knock
A nigga out his cloth (Aight
Come on)
Yeah, we got murder for sale
You bring a hat
Get a bankroll
(Phew, bring me a hat, then get up)
Choppa Gang, I say, "Bitch
(Aight) , we got five hundred shots at
The show" (Five hundred shots, aight
Come on)
Get that drop
(Let's go) , we gon' spin
They block (Aight)
On
Six, we swingin' the door
(Swingin', come on, aight
Come on)
Slimy Gang
(Hop out) , nigga get triple-crossed
Go and hit him with
Three in a row (Three in a row, aight
Come on)
I was a youngin
(Bah, bah) , nigga, I had my biggest (Bah)
The reason they scream at the store
(Let's go)
I go fuck that bitch thirty minutes
(Uh)
I ain't even got time go chill with the ho
(Ain't even got time go chill with the ho)
I say, "Them niggas outside
Right now, my nigga
He bad like 10-4"
(Go, aight, come on)
This a Glock 19 with a switch
(Aight, six) , this bitch hold a
Thirty, it's Gen4 (Gen4, frrt, aight
Come on)
Try to run
(Thirty) , nigga gon' switch
Your block, but nah
We ain't playin' no damn Nintendo
(Frrt, aight
Come on)
I like to hop out, use my
Feet, this a big boy chop
Couldn't get out the window
(Couldn't even get out the window, frrt)
Nigga can't come 'round me
Got a feelin' these fuck
Niggas gettin' the info'
(Fuck nigga, aight, come on)
Up that chop
Everybody drop down low like they
Was doin' the limbo
(Low, aight, come on, what up?)
Five-percent when I tint the whip
Look like we in back in a limo'
(Back in a limo')
'Round these lanes, all I see is red lights
(All I see is lights)
Poli' better not stop right here
He gon' die at the red light
(Gon' die, aight, come on)
Better grip his gun tight
(Aight) , better get his head
Right (Aight, come on
Head right)
We gon' flip his car
We send them .62s through his headlight
(Psh, psh, psh, psh)

Aight, yeah
Fuck nigga know he gon' lose his face
(Pussy ass) , I don't know what
He lookin' for (Uh, aight
Come on)
Know we parked down with them sticks
I don't know why the fuck they booked me for
(Aight, come on)
They ain't tryna let us in, gang
We gon' kick the door
(Aight, come on)
Still ain't tryna let us in, fuck it
We gon' kick it some more
(Aight, come on)
We some fuckin' junkies, bitch
'cause we want all the smoke
(Aight, come on)
Bitch, I'm 2SG 4L, I tell them crackers
"Free Coke" uh