King Von - Bless The Booth Freestyle lyrics
[King Von - Bless The Booth Freestyle lyrics]
(We gon' stretch him)
Heard he lookin' for his match
He done met 'em (He done met 'em)
Let's talk bodies, I got several
('Cause I got seven)
They stop me at the airport
'cause I keep that metal (Rrah-rrah)
Grandson (What?) , this that good dope, that shit's stepped on (Stepped on)
Catch this
I be throwin' bullets like I'm Brett Favre
Broke niggas still wearing Phat Farm on
(Huh?) , I go crack hard (yeah, yeah)
Growin' up bad, I was tryna rob
(Huh?) , I nеver crack cards (Nah)
But I play my cards right (My right)
Never stoppеd at no lights (Boom boom)
I was tryna score for White White
(What?) , we was shootin'
Shit on sight (Doom, doom)
Hesitate? Nah, I don't think twice
(Nah) , and I show up, no invite (Nah, nah)
He tried to run but it ain't end right
They call that the Can'tGetRight
(Damn, damn)