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french montana, est gee & big30 - free smoke lyrics

[verse 1: est gee & big30]
got some strong, make all the j’s to name a wrestler
you ain’t trappin’ up, before i rapped, i had my record up
like before i came to memphis, i was by the ja morant (ja morant)
they want beef with us and hope i post and turn they insta up (turn they ‘gram up)
you’ll do whatever for attention from the listeners (get your bands up)
accepted in your car ride to the mall, you put your pistol up (you put your [?])
right after them captions, actin’, cappin’, like you spint on us (like you spinnin’)
this sh+t get ridiculous (yeah, yeah), so i trust in my chopper (i trust in my [?])
fifty+five, don dada, know i send sh+t to thе doctor (send sh+t to the doctor)
that other sh+t bе fraudulent, n+ggas know who got dead bodies (know who got dead bodies)
go get it out the blender, stretch, it fit out like [?]
had money ‘fore they signed me (yeah), i was turnt before they found me (i was [?] found me)
was f+ckin’ with cocaine, way before i met yo gotti (way before i met yo gotti)
this street sh+t in my veins, a quarter+million can’t record me (brr, brr, ayy, ayy)
[verse 2: big30]
certified in these streets, you can ask the folks ’bout a rocket
i was fourteen years old, scr+pped the peer pot, that’s on god
my opps know i’ll k!ll ’em, take me one time, i will spark ’em
every cl!ck ever had beef, dropped the lee one from out they pocket…

- french montana est gee big30 lyrics

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