Free Sumo lyrics

[Intro: Go.unna/Sumo]
(2wo2imes couldn't give a damn)
Man, you know what going on
We Baby Life out this b*tch, man
We back on the sound, f*ck you mean, free King 30 out that motherf*cker

[Verse]
Free Sumo, had like ten missed calls on my phone (Brr)
Got motherf*ckin' 30 15 in your home (Hrrr)
This Baby Life sh*t but you cannot come home
I broke that hoe off and I do not feel wrong
Youngin' take off your top like the Georgia dome
How the f*ck can I flop, n*gga, I ain't on
I do not want talk, n*gga, leave me 'lone
Band Gang come in your trap with them motherf*cking AK's
Shawty gon' mask the f*ck up, we don't say nothing
Baby Life slide, we don't do no playdates
Young n*gga hiding, push up to that one way
Oh, you think you slimin' that n*gga, go make some shake
Knocking down trees but this ain't earthquakes
Oh, these n*ggas wanna just go for God's sake
Shawty don't know he got put on a plate
Hm, hm, just like a baby got spanked
Young n*gga faded, I think I might faint
Young n*gga use to steal cars with no plate
I'ma walk the block with a gun and a shank
My partner got locked up I can't even think (Can't even think)
I gotta pull some hundreds out the bank
Young n*gga want a pistol, b*tch, I want a tank
He talking 'bout Gelato f*cking up his brain
These young n*ggas kicking sh*t in like Liu Kang
Don't come to Atlanta thinkin’ that you brave, n*gga
Crazy b*tches on my phone done got slayed
I got the groupie b*tches on replay
We don't do the goofy b*tches, they get played
Young n*gga spraying at you like some Raid
I wanna see my b*tch in lingerie
Don't nobody f*ck with us cause we don't play
Kel-Tec on me, make him Harlem Shake
A lot of these n*ggas out here ain't get DP
I don't give a f*ck my bro locked up at GP
Man I might just catch me a play at the BP
You think you the one with the stick, you gone see me
We run from the cops, we got cameras on TVs
Don't listen to bullsh*t, throw out his CD
This hoe got a cooling kit, young n*gga freeze
I don't f*ck with rat n*ggas, I don't eat no cheese
Jump out the window like Peter Pan, n*gga gon' make him believe
Hopped out the car then we wiping his nose now that f*ck n*gga just gotta sneeze
Hrrr, Pillow talking to the b*tch, was it worth it?
I let that b*tch let me go on purpose
They said he want smoke, n*gga they try dead it
Velly, is you ready?
Choppa just like belly
Do you believe in Heaven?
Twist him like spaghetti
Pop out like confetti
n*gga just won’t ready
Treat him like the devil
'Cause thats how we sketch it
I was tryna feed myself, but y'all ain't let me
Slime did some sh*t now n*ggas out to get me
Young n*gga nervous
Bro, let me hop out the car, he deserve it
I might just pop the blick up for no reason
Mask up, take him for treason
We do the ransom, n*gga, he ain't leaving
We gon' get that get back and I mean it, n*gga
How the f*ck did you figure
Y'all n*ggas ain't with it, hm, hm, this gun hold a titty
Hm, give a f*ck 'bout no feelings (f*ck feelings)