Bless The Booth Freestyle lyrics

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26AR



[Intro]
Ayy, AR
Drench gang
Ayo Flock what up? (I do not, I do not)
Jiko what up? (I do not rap but I really get busy)
Luca on the track
A Lau on the beat

[Chorus]
Look
I don't gotta buy Amiris, I make your b*tch do it
But a n*gga can’t call me broke (Never)
'Cause n*gga I get to it
You better have your gun on you
Seen a n*gga die 'cause he couldn’t get to it
Stay strapped, why everybody lack?
It's about who lack less, stupid
New fit, this drip out of Saks Fifth
Spend a bag and I'm making it back quick
Lu had my assist like Magic
So for bro I'ma make sh*t tragic
We bending his field dummy
We was slidin' without no bail money, uh
I can't let them call the family
'Cause a lot of these n*ggas might tell on me, look
[Verse]
Seen a Birkin, then the block goin' south
f*ck on the hoes ’bout the bros, that’s bad for your health
I only care 'bout the wealth
Only smoke Breezy ’cause that n*gga top of the shelf
These n*ggas sign and get shelfed
That's why I'm indie, I do all this sh*t all by myself
I never needed no help
Before I go for you, you better go for yourself
Fourty make him drop, album
You rap 'bout guns but got caught without one
You tried to run up on me, keep a gun up on me, n*gga you know the outcome
Took bands, I gotta keep at least some up on me, can’t walk with one
If I get on your ass, them bullets be fast, who you think you 'bout to outrun?
This sh*t is a warzone, I need loot
How can I forget, we still smokin' Pooh
I already lost, how can I lose?
So much drip, how can I choose?
I do not rap, don't get it confused
n*ggas be actors, I be amused
Iron workers, we play with tools

[Chorus]
Look
I don't gotta buy Amiris, I make your b*tch do it
But a n*gga can't call me broke (Never)
'Cause n*gga I get to it
You better have your gun on you
Seen a n*gga die 'cause he couldn't get to it
Stay strapped, why everybody lack?
It's about who lack less, stupid
New fit, this drip out of Saks Fifth
Spend a bag and I'm making it back quick
Lu had my assist like Magic
So for bro I'ma make sh*t tragic
We bending his field dummy
We was slidin' without no bail money, uh
I can't let them call the family
'Cause a lot of these n*ggas might tell on me, look
AR
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