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freeco - 448 (outro) lyrics

[verse 1]
number one point guard, kyrie status
f-ck on that b-tch then feed her to my mattress
smokin’ on opps then turn they -ss to ashes
touchdown wit’ da work, john madden
f-ckin on models, vixens actress
say she don’t love me baby why you actin’?
caught ‘em down bad, left em in the past tense
still catching flights, we switching the time zone
these b-tches i give em the dial tone
he try to catch up this a no fly zone
mini uzi, got his mind blown
springfield 45, tucked big compact
been had racks, f-ck rap, no contract
pounds short n-gga i gotta optimize
he was a k!ller until he got compromised
p-ss me that water, that brick gettin modified
not beefin wit’ these lil n-ggas not havin’
i set the trend, then i seen he ran wit it
he try to run down just cuz his man did it
then he got gunned down, he brought his man wit’ it
suppressor on the mini uzi it’s silent
90’s crazy baby imma get violent
he lookin’ for god, imma give em guidance
he took a loss had to throw the towel in
pnc n-gga, i just keep counting
let her come climb on my d-ck wait wait
imma let her hit peak on my mountain
score on a opp, n-gga check the stats
yea he gotta gun, but he ain’t shoot nun back
call of duty n-gga, i need a gun rack
try to run down but ain’t get his gun back
17, n-gga really had the racks in
18, n-gga really had the packs in
19, n-gga seen my first drake
by 20 n-gga i was fightin a case
by 21 n-gga, had to do the race
the feds keep trackin’ it back to me
attempted murder, i ain’t takin no plea
my lawyer like “freeco please take the 3”
the opps like “please shoot that n-gga please”
my glock like shoot first don’t freeze
my pops like “hands up guns down”
my bruddas like “freeco leave em swiss cheese”
my thot like “please love me ,freeco please”
my mind like money first no stoppin
he try to buck first thought i copped it
came back around the corner then popped em

- freeco lyrics

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