VonOff1700 - Free Brick Freestyle lyrics
VonOff1700 [Davon Meeks] Chicago, Illinois. U.S. 🇺🇸
[VonOff1700 - Free Brick Freestyle lyrics]
Yeah bitch, free my brother
Bitch, free my brother
Bitch, free my brother yeah, alright (Okay)
You bitch niggas know how we comin'
(Know that) when we bounced out on him
He knew it was over
I don't even know why he runnin' (Dumbass)
My new bitch gotta have an ass and a bag
My old bitch wasn't just nothin'
(She ain't shit)
She all on my dick 'cause I got me a bag
She don't know I ain't buyin' her nothin'
(You know that) my niggas ain't f**kin' with
Rats, you trippin'
We would've been killed Gunna
(You know that)
All of my opps gettin' lucky
They keep on survivin' the summer
I don't think I'ma ever get old
I'ma keep gettin' younger and dumber (Yeah)
Hop out, make it sound
Like thunder, shit-bag him
Put this bitch to his stomach (Yeah)
Bitch, is we f**kin' or not? Let me know now
I don't want your number
We done caught him in traffic
And asked him, it's tragic
We done pushed all up in his bumper
We'll take everything from your
Socks to your shirt
Don't come 'round with all that stuntin'
(Bitch) when it come to them B's, you
Niggas be tellin', if they ask
I ain't did nothin' if you think it's a game
Tryna beef with the gang
Better have a lot of guns and some money
Had one of my hoes to bond me out
I ain't had to touch none of my money
The last nigga cracked him a joke
He dead now, now ask
Do he think shit funny?
If you beefin' with us, better hide
Your kids, nigga, 'cause, pussy
We comin' for sonny
When I come through spinnin', I don't
Care if it's an old nigga
I promise I'm gon' hit somethin'
Free Famous, he fightin' that body
They give him a bond, he know that we comin'
(Free my brother)
Free MC, he hop out with a button
(You know that)
Free Killa, he kill you for nothin'
(You know that)
Free Licky, I'll call his phone like
"Slide, " he shootin' up quick
No discussion (You know that)
All this rap shit don't mean nothin'
I'll hit me a hat up in public
Bitch say she havin' her way
Gon' be in the clique doin' all that f**kin'
Lil' Vonno'll slime you out
They say that I can't be trusted (What?)
12 just hit them lights, Lil' Don
Go head and just dust 'em
I hate when the goofies die
They always tryna say they the muscle
When I'm in the back of that hot with a gun
I promise you niggas in trouble
(When I'm in the back of that hot with a gun
I promise you niggas in trouble)
(When I'm in the back of that hot with
A gun, I promise you niggas in trouble, go)
Free my brother free the whole TG
Bitch, free my brother
Bitch, free my brother yeah, alright (Okay)
You bitch niggas know how we comin'
(Know that) when we bounced out on him
He knew it was over
I don't even know why he runnin' (Dumbass)
My new bitch gotta have an ass and a bag
My old bitch wasn't just nothin'
(She ain't shit)
She all on my dick 'cause I got me a bag
She don't know I ain't buyin' her nothin'
(You know that) my niggas ain't f**kin' with
Rats, you trippin'
We would've been killed Gunna
(You know that)
All of my opps gettin' lucky
They keep on survivin' the summer
I don't think I'ma ever get old
I'ma keep gettin' younger and dumber (Yeah)
Hop out, make it sound
Like thunder, shit-bag him
Put this bitch to his stomach (Yeah)
Bitch, is we f**kin' or not? Let me know now
I don't want your number
We done caught him in traffic
And asked him, it's tragic
We done pushed all up in his bumper
We'll take everything from your
Socks to your shirt
Don't come 'round with all that stuntin'
(Bitch) when it come to them B's, you
Niggas be tellin', if they ask
I ain't did nothin' if you think it's a game
Tryna beef with the gang
Better have a lot of guns and some money
Had one of my hoes to bond me out
I ain't had to touch none of my money
The last nigga cracked him a joke
He dead now, now ask
Do he think shit funny?
If you beefin' with us, better hide
Your kids, nigga, 'cause, pussy
We comin' for sonny
When I come through spinnin', I don't
Care if it's an old nigga
I promise I'm gon' hit somethin'
Free Famous, he fightin' that body
They give him a bond, he know that we comin'
(Free my brother)
Free MC, he hop out with a button
(You know that)
Free Killa, he kill you for nothin'
(You know that)
Free Licky, I'll call his phone like
"Slide, " he shootin' up quick
No discussion (You know that)
All this rap shit don't mean nothin'
I'll hit me a hat up in public
Bitch say she havin' her way
Gon' be in the clique doin' all that f**kin'
Lil' Vonno'll slime you out
They say that I can't be trusted (What?)
12 just hit them lights, Lil' Don
Go head and just dust 'em
I hate when the goofies die
They always tryna say they the muscle
When I'm in the back of that hot with a gun
I promise you niggas in trouble
(When I'm in the back of that hot with a gun
I promise you niggas in trouble)
(When I'm in the back of that hot with
A gun, I promise you niggas in trouble, go)
Free my brother free the whole TG
