Blockwork “Freestyle” lyrics

[Intro: TaTa]
(I don’t care if you pretty, suck my di*k, grrah)
(S-suck my di*k) Grrah, grrah, boom
All 41 and one for all
(Ayo, Marvy, you did that)
(It’s Kosfinger, baby) Grrah
Grrah, grrah, boom, b*tch
Every opp shot, everything dead
41 shots to the head
Grrt
Like, grrah

[Verse 1: TaTa]
Why these opp n*ggas sucking my di*k? (What the f*ck?)
Couple n*ggas that's dead in a ditch
And they ain't coming back, they just stuck in my spliff
Like I might go to his grave, then spit
I'm a demon, and they know I like gunplay (Gunplay)
Stupid dummy, went out on a subway (Subway)
Lil n*gga just went out the dumb way (Dumb way)
n*ggas be broke, so they do it the bum way
All black tech got these n*ggas shook
If he move, I'ma make him look
And these n*ggas just cap for the book
Then he get shot in his face no book
Like grrah, every O shot
He a dummy, he rap what he not
Two knocks, one green with a dot
Like more than one, I'm staying on hots
n*ggas say they not 41, sh*t gotta stop (Are you dumb?)
n*gga, suck my di*k
Ayo, Chalim get off my di*k
Like you a bum, and you dirty as sh*t
That n*gga said we was gonna get stitches
Like that n*gga is laying in ditches
Losing vision when I 'oot at the crowd
He think he tough 'cause he beat on his b*tches (Damn, damn, damn, damn, damn)
[Bridge: Jenn Carter]
Look
Grrah
Look
It's Carter, di*khead
Look
Grrah, grrah
Look

[Verse 2: Jenn Carter]
I'm like f*ck it, let's go on a drill (Like, what?)
'Cause I think n*ggas loosing they screws
I'm with KR and Jah they might up it and shoot
And that n*gga a goose, he be ducking the deuce
Like I'ma keep it a hunnid
Look like I'm Giannis, I keep it a buck
He was dissing got turned into dust
Now that boy shooting, he all in my blunt
I don't say I'm the best, I just let that sh*t see
Grrah, like my sh*t on repeat
Quick draw if he fast on his feet
Like, roll him up in the marley
Not sorry
He was dissing got poked in a heartbeat
And these n*ggas don't know what they started
Grrah, and their guns just stay in their gallery (What?)
Oh, and ya n*ggas ain't dap
Broke lil n*ggas, ya got me upset
How you dissing on the net and you thought I'd forget?
n*ggas pus*y, they really be actors
Like I spot me an O, I'ma pack 'em
No Brazilian, brodie gon' wax 'em
Feeling like Spunna when I am-
She treeshy, nasty
Lick on my body, we go to the backseat
If I don't got the V, I might spin on a taxi
He got sent to the sky, I was happy
Throwing all 10's so they calling me back
On the scene , I go flock out the benz
Spinnin' and spinnin', we do it again
And that shorty a thot and she bringing her friends, grrah
[Verse 3: Kyle Richh]
(KR)
Everyone dead, don't run, don't move
And meechy got beat out his shoes
Shoot through the mesh, I'ma find me a goon
Free Static, go dumb with the deuce
He not an 'ooter, who does he 'oot?
How he dead after making a diss?
Notti, all in my spliff
If he run, I put two in his head
I know he dead, I can tell by the twitch
No BeyBlade whole lotta rip
Too many guns, I don't know what to pick
n*ggas buggin', who bigger than me?
He think he lit, he get lit, no stitch
And I'm 41 boppin' and sh*t
Told number 1, get shot in your sh*t
Damn (Like, what?)
That b*tch a bum, I can tell by the wig
Getting deady off wock, can't trip
Like, I make plays like Popovich
And we got the drop where he lay at
(Click, click) He got put on a plate, damn
I be lost but I do it for Lay
And these n*ggas be envy the sh*t that I made
(Like, damn) Like damn, like, what?
b*tch I'm bussin, spot 'em, pack 'em
Like red beam on a gun imma crack 'em
Big .45 put a hole through the madness
And Notti got put in a box, packaged
4's in the spot, it get active
Like, what?
Bled through his socks, 'cause he thought I was lacking
Like-Like damn
H-He dead
These are my blocks, can't twist that knock
Bro been dumped that knock
Like what? Can't toss that knock