Free The Men lyrics

[Intro]
*dog barking*
Good girl

[Verse]
DAMN!
Been another solar system
Ain’t sh*t changed, but n*ggas can’t predict him
n*gga talking tough and then he played the victim
Get ‘em, girl, sick ‘em, f*ck a gun, we fist him
Pistol banger
Gold mine, small town, I’ll Pistolvania
Lil’ b*tch tried to line me and I ain’t blame her
My lil’ b*tch kill sh*t, I might bring her, the clip was a beamer
f*ck the cops, we’re open, shoot you all in open
You’re moving off of motions, now you’re laying motionless
Slide up on you like lotion, b*tch
DA gave me six, my lawyer filed the motion, b*tch
I’m Rondo with the launcher, or I’m [?]
The four pound, it was a pocket rocket, and I don’t eat no lobsters
n*ggas scavengers, I had the steak with the vodka
Break you off proper, cookie got me Big Poppa
Bagging dope, my nose leaking like the coffee brewer
And I got on gloves, the sh*t leaked right through ‘em
Broad day, I blew him, then I never knew him
Ooh, got some white girl, I’m ‘bout to prostitute her
I’ll get you situated, I’m shining like I’m nickel plated
I’ll get you affiliated, you’re mines if you missed a payment
I’ll get you activated, we’re laying back in Philly from Vegas
Up close, headshots, y’all n*ggas is leggers
If you fall, I got you logged, n*gga, f*ck the law
Trial starting in the fall, they spankin' inshallah
You would’ve thought it was Meek Mill, they see Lo at the mall
Me and my sully playing casino, we scraped our name in the wall
You’s a b*tch, dog, I’m big dog
Oh you n*ggas want smoke, I’m thick fog
I gave you classic after classic, check my catalogs
I hate to brag and all, off of Perc, no Adderall
Still taste the actavis, mean I miss the b*tch
n*ggas rapping and they’re capping, they don’t be into sh*t
Feds on my every move, I don’t be doing sh*t
My shooter, he still shooting on some [?] sh*t
You goofy smiling, I’m root canaling
I’m just getting warm, they had threw the towel in
He got excuse and sad song, where’s the violin?
Block party having fun, now here come the violence
I’m knee deep in, I need sleeping
Bagging dope a day straight, we was at the sleep in
Wrap a body, dump the sh*t in the deep end
I can’t keep my heat in, wrap you like the sheets in
sh*t amazing every time I link with Craven
Hotter than Satan, hide the work in the basement
Damn, where my case went?
Lawyer full of confidence when he faced the bench
Money stashed for a rainy day, now it’s making sense