DETROITGOTH #FREESTYLE lyrics

by

ZAYGUAPKID



[Intro]
Shut up n*gga
b*tch, damn, damn, damn
TRAPGOTH
Damn, damn, what the f*ck, damn
f*ck n*gga, what the f*ck, what the f*ck, aye
What the—
Aye, aye
Yeah, I’ve been—, uh
Aye, aye
Aye

[Verse]
At McDonalds (—GOTH) on a VPN using up they wifi, aye
I be popping pills and let the time fly
Pop two 30s, I’m so high, think I just sky dived
And I think (Go) the clerk is on to me, she keeps giving me the side eye
Aye, b*tch, I don’t give a f*ck
I’m with Priori, we just hopped out an Uber truck
Heard that n*gga, he was talking down so I lift him up, yeah
Hit the 774 and come back with 100 guns (Go)
b*tch, all these bigger is some clout chasеrs
Off-White on my feet with the big laces
You n*gga just touching brеad, b*tch I been saved it
Brodie caught a body, disappeared, and now his head shaved
Ha, Yeah, I bet he going through it
Three zips of the Tris, drop a hundred, yeah
I didn’t want to hit that lick, but I had to do it
Seen him in the whip, pass the blick, so I had to shoot it (Fa, fa)
n*gga, I ain’t gon' miss though
It’s cold outside, I’m walking with a Glock in a big coat
No goth b*tches at the party, I’ma go home
Hit the plug like “I ain’t mean to run off”, but I did though
Ha, Damn, Yeah I did that
Shiesty n*gga, bring the Glock to a kickback
Bro gonna shoot the poles at the kickback
n*gga talking down on the gang, he get sh*t bagged
On the road, serving out them juggs, tryna get back
I just pulled up on my serve with a big bag
I done poured up all my syrup, where my Tris at?
Yeah, STK the n*ggas that robbed me, we really did that
Heard your sh*t last year, man you been wack
Let my n*gga Cranes hit the cup, now he—
Let my n*gga Cranes hit the cup, he had a heart attack
I’m in Brooklyn looking for the spot, where the pharmacy at?
Me and C, runnin' from the cops with a gun in the bag
We done did like 8 high speeds, b*tch we running them back
Ya’ll n*ggas not as high as me, I just popped me a Xan
Why you n*ggas talking on the gang, I might shoot at your mans
Got a brick from a white b*tch and a English magazine
Sipping foreign lean, get it gone as soon as it land
I just taxed a n*gga 500 for bout 50 Xans
Get a 10, stack it to a 100, that’s the masterplan (TRAPGOTH)
[Outro]
b*tch, what the f*ck?
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