FreeBabyEBG lyrics

[Intro]
I ride with that cutter, but I don't cut grass
We chop his block up, then we get on his ass
I ride with that cutter, but I don't cut grass
We chop his block up, then we get on his ass
I f*ck different b*tches, I be on them Xans
Jump out window with 30 like I'm Peter Pan
Caught that boy slippin, he ridin fish bowl
Pull out that stick then we snatch his- (I love DJ GREN8DE)
Hmm

[Verse]
Draco, it's so mini
Hmm, he play with the gang, it get deadly
See me with another b*tch, then she get jealous
This 10 letter sh*t they dont play with Good fellas
We pop at that boy then send him to the hеavens
Lil BJ been smokin that gas
He try with my brothers, hе don't get no pass
When I see the police, you know I run fast
I ride with that cutter, but I don't cut grass
We chop his block up, then we get on his ass
I f*ck different b*tches, I be on them xans
Jump my window with 30, like I'm peter pan
Caught that boy slippin, he ridin fish bowl
Pull out that stick then we snatch his soul
Free Lil EBG he done hopped in the streets at a young ass age
Pull up on a opp with the Jason face
I gotta knock em off, I can't catch no case
I f*ck on that b*tch, fifty shades of gray
And playin with the gang, First 48
I grab the stick and then i make some shake
We poled that boy out, n*gga, with a shank
Free Lil EBG, I think about you all the time
Lil Bj to me but you stay on my mind
You told me to stop f*cking with these b*tches, stop wasting my time
I pull out that Glock, bustin at these n*ggas, they in the gun line
We call em Baby EBG but he poppin out with the .45
I know that these percocets stay in my body
She get on my page and she white like iCarly
Know Sumo gon' beat the case just like John Gotti
I slime a f*ck n*gga like I was Yak Gotti
I give her a Percocet then she get jolly
Put a test to that boy but he never watched Johnny
I can teach you how to spin a Benz
But i just can't go back to jail again
Hmm, they know in the mob, I'ma do that job
We took that boy cash, n*gga had a wad
We blessin his ass, don't believe in God
These n*ggas act fishy, catch em wit that rod
And my partner gon' shoot em, bet I'll throw that lob
I promise nobody taught me how to rob
Long live Kyra, they plannin on blitzin’
I'm drippin, the 30 clip hang out my di*kies
I'm bussin that thang every time i f*ck Vicky
I'm duckin the head, better know that boy swifty
n*ggas stabbed me in my back
I get up with n*ggas, don't forget bout that
I caught the lil pus*y, he the run four-flat
This ain't nothin like Disney, I don't like to act
I get the hoe drunk, then I'm breakin her back
If it ain't a G-Lock, better know that bit' wack
He won't be a big dog till we take his hellcat
Made like 24 songs for I dropped off this track
Take the house to the hills like kojack
It's free Lil EBG, he’ll be back