Westside Gunn - Fish Freestyle lyrics
[Westside Gunn - Fish Freestyle lyrics]
Invasion brrrt
(Green Lantern)
Ayo me and Green in
The baketambo Lamborghin' (Skrrrt)
So many chains on, I can barely breathe
One brick, two brick, three brick, four
Bagging all night till my fingers fLYGOD!
Ayo
Me and Green in the baketambo Lamborghin'
(Skrrrt) so many chains on
Ayo
Me and Green in the baketambo Lamborghin'
(Skrrrt)
So many chains on, I can barely breathe
One brick, two brick, three brick, four
Baggin' all night till my fingers got sore
Dior denim got a P30 in 'em
3 for 25s, I'mma kill 'em all winter
I'm the God of this shit Rakim all over
You're barely getting by 'cause your
Coke filled with soda
Spittin' on a yacht me, Irie, and Sosa
When I get out
I'mma get a Bentley with a chauffeur
Hit me up in the last month, Brick got shot
Tino got shot, Q got shot, Froze got shot
Barely go home Central Park too hot
Visions of bakin', ridin' round
In new drops, yo
Filets washed down by the Rosés
He out to get no way he had to snitch
He got knocked with the whole thing
He singing like Maxwell
Ike in the yard like Buff Bagwell
What up, Green?
Ayo, it's the Griselda invasion
These niggas can't keep up, Green
The almighty the legendary
GxFR we the problem right now, man
We raised the fucking bar griselda
(Green Lantern)
Ayo me and Green in
The baketambo Lamborghin' (Skrrrt)
So many chains on, I can barely breathe
One brick, two brick, three brick, four
Bagging all night till my fingers fLYGOD!
Ayo
Me and Green in the baketambo Lamborghin'
(Skrrrt) so many chains on
Ayo
Me and Green in the baketambo Lamborghin'
(Skrrrt)
So many chains on, I can barely breathe
One brick, two brick, three brick, four
Baggin' all night till my fingers got sore
Dior denim got a P30 in 'em
3 for 25s, I'mma kill 'em all winter
I'm the God of this shit Rakim all over
You're barely getting by 'cause your
Coke filled with soda
Spittin' on a yacht me, Irie, and Sosa
When I get out
I'mma get a Bentley with a chauffeur
Hit me up in the last month, Brick got shot
Tino got shot, Q got shot, Froze got shot
Barely go home Central Park too hot
Visions of bakin', ridin' round
In new drops, yo
Filets washed down by the Rosés
He out to get no way he had to snitch
He got knocked with the whole thing
He singing like Maxwell
Ike in the yard like Buff Bagwell
What up, Green?
Ayo, it's the Griselda invasion
These niggas can't keep up, Green
The almighty the legendary
GxFR we the problem right now, man
We raised the fucking bar griselda