CORRECT LYRICS

Lyrics : Free Coke

Yeah (Big C Hop)
Uh, uh, uh (He had to make this)
Uh (He said, "Bye")
F**k, f**k n***a know he gon'— (I seen the red light)
(Put it in your—)
Yeah

F**k n***a know he gon' lose his life (Aight), I don't know why he schemin' for (I don't know what your name, uh)
Call that lil' ho déjà vu, think I already seen her before (Think I already seen, aight, come on)
Uh, can't believe that b*t*h your boo, I f**ked that ho like a week ago (F**ked that bit' like a week ago)
My lil' n***a gon' step for sho', I'ma take that boy to the sneaker store (Take that boy to the sneak, aight, come on)
Up that chop, this bit' get hot, but I swear this b*t*h leave n***as cold (Swear this bit' leave n***as cold)
Aight, come on, you a troll
That's on six, that n***a gon' get exposed (Frrt, n***a gon' get, aight, come on)
Draco big as hell (Draco, psh), this b*t*h gon' knock a n***a out his cloth (Aight, come on)
Yeah, we got murder for sale, you bring a hat, get a bankroll (Phew, bring me a hat, then get up)
Choppa Gang, I say, "B*t*h (Aight), we got five hundred shots at the show" (Five hundred shots, aight, come on)
Get that drop (Let's go), we gon' spin they block (Aight), on six, we swingin' the door (Swingin', come on, aight, come on)
Slimy Gang (Hop out), n***a get triple-crossed, go and hit him with three in a row (Three in a row, aight, come on)
I was a youngin (Bah, bah), n***a, I had my biggest (Bah), the reason they scream at the store (Let's go)
I go f**k that b*t*h thirty minutes (Uh), I ain't even got time go chill with the ho (Ain't even got time go chill with the ho)
I say, "Them n***as outside right now, my n***a, he bad like 10-4" (Go, aight, come on)
This a Glock 19 with a switch (Aight, six), this b*t*h hold a thirty, it's Gen4 (Gen4, frrt, aight, come on)
Try to run (Thirty), n***a gon' switch your block, but nah, we ain't playin' no damn Nintendo (Frrt, aight, come on)
I like to hop out, use my feet, this a big boy chop, couldn't get out the window (Couldn't even get out the window, frrt)
N***a can't come 'round me, got a feelin' these f**k n***as gettin' the info' (F**k n***a, aight, come on)
Up that chop, everybody drop down low like they was doin' the limbo (Low, aight, come on, what up?)
Five-percent when I tint the whip, look like we in back in a limo' (Back in a limo')
'Round these lanes, all I see is red lights (All I see is lights)
Poli' better not stop right here, he gon' die at the red light (Gon' die, aight, come on)
Better grip his gun tight (Aight), better get his head right (Aight, come on, head right)
We gon' flip his car, we send them .62s through his headlight (Psh, psh, psh, psh)
Aight, yeah, f**k n***a know he gon' lose his face (Pu**y a**), I don't know what he lookin' for (Uh, aight, come on)
Know we parked down with them sticks, I don't know why the f**k they booked me for (Aight, come on)
They ain't tryna let us in, gang, we gon' kick the door (Aight, come on)
Still ain't tryna let us in, f**k it, we gon' kick it some more (Aight, come on)
We some f**kin' junkies, b*t*h, 'cause we want all the smoke (Aight, come on)
B*t*h, I'm 2SG 4L, I tell them crackers, "Free Coke," uh