LP Rambo, EKwesco - FREE GANG lyrics
[LP Rambo, EKwesco - FREE GANG lyrics]
The opps tryna come get into it
They need to get into some hoes
I chose to get into rolls
When I was a kid I would into poles
Foenem they get into homes, aye
Foenem they get into homes
Lay on your grass like we gnomes
I ain't gone post bout a nigga i'm grown
I told the opps that I am a killer and
Then told the judge that I meant the beat
We won the series for this
Week 4-1 on the opps
Called a gentleman's sweep
You gotta look at thеse hoes real closе
When you tell them No
These bitches will sneak
Mac10 make it macaroni time better knuck if
You buck 'cause I'm coming like Keef
How you a savage and hide under sheets?
How you 10 toes start popping you flee?
Don't make me call up them
Niggas from Black Gate
Call them at 2 and you gone before 3
Oh that's a opp? Hit the breaks, screech!
Snatching them grills like give me them teeth
Then he got killed, it wasn't by me
Bro wasn't waiting to let that fye speak
I got some hundreds for cheddar
Put up some money for better
Boy you better not trust her fella
'Fore that hoe get you staged Cochella
My nigga i'm cold no sweater
Bitches gone cheat they don't know no better
I went to the bank used the ATM
I didn't go to the counter
Don't fuck with no tellers
If you a teller, boy I tell ya
223 knocking you out of this era
Pack got me high like i'm smoking propellers
Asked if I love her don't
Know what to tell her
She like ''Why you ain't answer''
Lil bitch, can't give you no answer
His daughter was with him
I'm sick of these passes
I'mma just follow until his ass lackin'
They need to get into some hoes
I chose to get into rolls
When I was a kid I would into poles
Foenem they get into homes, aye
Foenem they get into homes
Lay on your grass like we gnomes
I ain't gone post bout a nigga i'm grown
I told the opps that I am a killer and
Then told the judge that I meant the beat
We won the series for this
Week 4-1 on the opps
Called a gentleman's sweep
You gotta look at thеse hoes real closе
When you tell them No
These bitches will sneak
Mac10 make it macaroni time better knuck if
You buck 'cause I'm coming like Keef
How you a savage and hide under sheets?
How you 10 toes start popping you flee?
Don't make me call up them
Niggas from Black Gate
Call them at 2 and you gone before 3
Oh that's a opp? Hit the breaks, screech!
Snatching them grills like give me them teeth
Then he got killed, it wasn't by me
Bro wasn't waiting to let that fye speak
I got some hundreds for cheddar
Put up some money for better
Boy you better not trust her fella
'Fore that hoe get you staged Cochella
My nigga i'm cold no sweater
Bitches gone cheat they don't know no better
I went to the bank used the ATM
I didn't go to the counter
Don't fuck with no tellers
If you a teller, boy I tell ya
223 knocking you out of this era
Pack got me high like i'm smoking propellers
Asked if I love her don't
Know what to tell her
She like ''Why you ain't answer''
Lil bitch, can't give you no answer
His daughter was with him
I'm sick of these passes
I'mma just follow until his ass lackin'