Leeky G Bando - Free Bizzy, Pt. 2 lyrics

[Leeky G Bando - Free Bizzy, Pt. 2 lyrics]

Uh, uh (Grrah-grrah-grrah) that Structure

I'm still huggin' the block wit' the pizzy
Go ask the jeweler, I almost spent fifty
(Fifty)
Free Bizzy (Free Bizzy) , no kizzy (No kizzy)
I drink purple and triss by the Lizzy
(Glah glah)
They know JJ ruthless, Kha Struc' boom shit
That's why my niggas always wit' me
(Glah glah glah glah)
Smokin' Gumbo, got me dizzy
I keep drinkin' lean, I'ma fuck up my kidneys
(CJ)

I move doley, you know I got sitchy
Don't move like you know me
I'm feenin' to empty that (At all, look)
Gave her dick
Now she can't get her feelings back
(Boom boom boom)
Fucked her friend and she ain't
Never healed from that (At all)
Niggas keep playin' with money
And thinkin' it's sweet
You should know we ain't hearin' that
Catch 'em tryna sell a
Renty, I'm flarin' that
We ain't hearin' that
(We ain't hearin' that)
Cameraman fuck with the opps
He got robbed and he ain't
Get his camera back (At all)
What kind of hammer you got?
We keep Glocks, so no jammin' that
(Brah bap bap bap) free them boys eatin'
Peanut butter sandwiches
It ain't no jam with that
(Glah glah glah glah)
All them murders and niggas you
Smoke on the 'Gram, they in the jam for that
(For real) and them niggas gon' cap like
They know who I am (What?)
But they ain't prepared for that (At all)
And them bitches gon' cap like
They love me, they smoochies
You know we ain't hearin' that (At all)
And them bitches gon' cap like
They love me, they legs
You know we ain't hearin' that
Free KK and out the pen, they on DG (DG)
Pour up a trey of the triss in the Fiji
It's a list of niggas tryna be me (What?)
We keep spinnin' his block like a CD
Drive-by basics, so go get up on 'em
If he slip, he won't live 'til the mornin'
(Boom boom boom)
I know a bitch got some hit's, she be on it
You talk hot, so be ready to boom shit
We shakin' the room on niggas
Don't make me unleash my mood on niggas
Slide with them choppers
Them boom boy niggas
Bad mon rude boy killers
Whole lotta 30s and lasers
Boy don't you dare me
Shit gettin' hot then we puttin'
That shit in ya' fanny (At all)
Compact Glock come in handy
Bitches be callin' me Leeky gon' band me
(Gon' band me like)
I fuck niggas bitches, it be random
Talkin' hot, lil' bro don't even do ransom
(Like)
We just gon' catch 'em and blam 'em (Like)
We gon' rob you even when we in mansions
Take rap niggas chains and put it on camera
(Like)
With them steppers, don't make us step in
(At all)
Don't be givin' the police no answers (Like)
First fouty-eight
Know that rule make niggas panic
(Grah tah boom)

I'm still huggin' the block wit' the pizzy
Go ask the jeweler, I almost spent fifty
(Like)
Free Bizzy (Free Bizzy) , no kizzy (No kizzy)
I drink purple and triss by the Lizzy
(Glah glah)
They know JJ ruthless, Kha Struc' boom shit
That's why my niggas always wit' me
(Glah glah glah glah)
Smokin' Gumbo, got me dizzy
I keep drinkin' lean, I'ma fuck up my kidneys
(CJ)
I'm still huggin' the block wit' the pizzy
Go ask the jeweler, I almost spent fifty
(Like)
Free Bizzy (Free Bizzy) , no kizzy (No kizzy)
I drink purple and triss by the Lizzy
(Glah glah)
They know JJ ruthless, Kha Struc' boom shit
That's why my niggas always wit' me
(Glah glah glah glah)
Smokin' Gumbo, got me dizzy
I keep drinkin' lean, I'ma fuck up my kidneys
(CJ)

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