Kevin Abstract, Ameer Vann, Matt Champion - FreeBobbyShmurda lyrics

All black snub with the hammer, pull back
One squeeze in the air like that
Blood on that mothafuckin' baseball cap
Pull that wig right back, got a switchblade
Leavin’ thousand of niggas in dismay
Take a slug to the chest from the six gauge
Niggas fucked around and made a mistake
Comin' this way with that fuck boy shit
I'm the grim reaper here to snatch yo bitch
Got her body knowing from that hydro shit
Tell her "baby girl, better rock them hips"
"Better show me what you got
’fore I gotta let this ratchet pop sh-"
Show me what that ass about
Robbin' mothafuckas, man
I swear I can't stop hittin' these switches
Watch the whole slap drop
Got the baddest thotties in the seat
Watchin' niggas splee when my
Blades hit the street
So when I'm creepin' 'round your corner
Better know that you a mothafuckin’ goner
Somebody told me "heard a best
Place for a loner" good, ’cause all I give a
Fuck about is pussy, weed, money
Better run from me
Huntin' snitches and snow bunnies
Out the window puffin’ in door
Never heard a nigga so cold on the intro
This tape's are blood, my only friend know
(Ha ha haha) i'm-I'mma fuck around and kill
All y’all niggas
Grabbed a sawed-off and straight
Slaught all niggas
It's getting cold, eyes red
I'm a heartless nigga
With a real bad temper and a hairpin trigger
So anything I want, I'mma just go get it
I take no hostage and I leave no witness
I give no fucks, the epitome of villain
So much more than a menace
They wonder who can kill this
And how he fuckin' cool with all
That blood he be spillin'?
See me on your block
Better know that you are finished
Blast a couple hundred rounds and
I'm gone in a instance all black

I'm still scared of myself
They don't fear me at all
Look like I'm Timothy
'em and they me then I'm still
Seeing demons in the phone
Ain't shit change, boy
I stayed the same, boy
I just changed my name, boy
A lot that changed a little boy
There's a time when we hanged as little kids
I look like Django i talk like Leo
Grand Theft Auto negros are told "no"
"Don't belong here no mo'"
"This world ain't safe for your soul, so"
Why you still around?
We see the blood comin' from the


Why, why, why, baby, you be out the "why"
Huh? Yeah, you could save your pussy for me
I can make a little money for ya
Mascara, all black, huh, fat little ass
I'mma make a stack, right? No tax, right?
Pinpin' in the 'burbs
Sellin' bitches through the summer
Half 'em turn into mothers
And half 'em payin' for college
'cause daddy don't wanna love her
Hol' up, what the fuck?
Bitch, what the fuck you cryin' for?
This your job now
Pull up late night with a bitch
Clientele be ripe in this bitch
We got tight, got all kinds of bitch
Young or old, I don't give a shit
We be lurkin' in the night, right?
She screamin' "I don't wanna go in"
Now you tryna get an attitude?
Bitch, get the fuck in the house
I ain't got time for you
'Member sittin' in class?
It was all good (Right? It was good)
But now it's different (Shit)
Fuck, now it's different (Are you okay?)
Now it's different