For Free lyrics

[Intro]
(Enrgy made this one)
(Primo Beats on the track)

[Verse]
We got Enrgy and Primo
I just took a loss for 2K at the casino
I was in that b*tch gamblin'
You ain't got no cheese on deck, you scramblin'
If you can't afford to lose the money, don't gamble then
I need a thick-ass b*tch with a camel toe
I told that b*tch I'm rich, I ain't your average Joe
Your hair f*cked up and you broke, you a basic b*tch
It's like all these hoes the same
It seem like they treat you different when you got a chain
You tryna get one, I already got a name
You tryna stack for yours, I already got a chain
And this chop hold fifty, I ain't gotta aim
I'm mad as hell Instagram just deleted my jugg page
I was finna scam a rapper
Ain't got no remorse, I'll probably scam the pastor
Was f*ckin' that lil' b*tch slow, she said, "f*ck me faster"
Scammed him for a band, he called me a bast*rd
sh*t, I guess that's what I am
But I don't give a f*ck, I'm pullin' up to the ATM
And I had a show last month, rocked the whole stadium
The last n*gga tried to rob me, cracked his whole cranium
He got shot in the head
I ain't the type of n*gga that's gon' shoot you in your legs
My plug got Hi-Tech, finna rob him for the red
Now I'm the new Redman and Method Man
But I don't think you get it
I got on Dior 1s but I ain't no motherf*ckin' Christian
And I only sip Wockhardt, I don't sip no Trishtan
I ain't gon' kill you myself, I'd rather call the hit man
He gon' do that sh*t for free
She don't smoke weed but she gon' do that sh*t for me
My mans said, "How many pints you want?" I'ma need three
These n*ggas sippin' green Wockhardt, that's green tea
I know I'm famous and I rap, but don't mug me
Just ran into my ex and that b*tch tried to hug me
I guess she thought we was cool or somethin'
Everytime I bring up money, this n*gga change the subject
'Cause that n*gga ain't got none
I just shot a n*gga in his stomach with a shotgun