"Lose It (Freestyle)" lyrics
Grrah, grrah
Grrah, grrah
Gang, gang, gang
RPT, four-sev', four-sev'
(EMRLD)
Like, huh?
Oh, he jackin' what? (Oh, he jackin' what?)
We gon' slide to the front, we gon' click 'til it's done
Oh, let's have us some fun (Oh, let's have us some fun)
When they run into me, hope they ready to run
We got unlimited guns (We got unlimited what?)
I unbelted the chop, I'm just ready to dump, like (I unbelted the chop)
Gang, gang, gang
Like, gang, gang, gang
They keep screamin' out, "Big bros" (Grrah)
But my big bros, man, they really got packs (Man, they really got packs)
Tryna slide on the opps, let it clap (Like, what? Like)
Like how many niggas saw me and ran lap, like? (Grrah, grrah)
And they know I be quick to attack (They know, HD)
But they just gon' act, really cap in they raps (Grrt, like, how?)
Opp thot, man, her pussy is wack (HD)
She be fiendin' for me just to fuck from the back, like (Smoochie)
For one, everywhere you go, bring your gun (For sure)
For two (Huh?), boy, you better be ready to shoot, like (For real)
Don't hesitate to put him on the news, like (At all)
For three, don't play the opps in the function (At all)
If they do, then they know how we buggin' (Grrt, grrah)
Brodie gon' click-clack, RPT buggin', like (Grrah, grrah, grrah)
Oh, she fuck with the opps? (Oh, she fuck with the what?)
So she gon' get smacked with the gun (For sure)
Tryna slide on the opps, make her run (Like)
They know RPT niggas do it for fun (Don't run, don't run)
Catch a hit then I go on a run (Like, what?)
Think I'm lackin', then you must be dumb (You must be stupid)
We was playin' ball when we was young
Like, now we on court tryna play with them drums (Gang, gang, gang)
Think you better than me, then you stupid (You must be stupid)
Tryna spin on the opps, really lose it (Like, get that nigga)
And I put my all in this music (I put my all)
Tryna get out the hood, ima do it (I'ma do it)
And I'm on my grind, don't got no time (Grrah, grrah)
I told Gz, "Hit the gas and we zooming" (Grrah, grrah, skrrt, boom)
If they jackin' the opps and I got the chop (Grrt)
No second guessin', I use it (Gang, gang, gang)
Oh, he jackin' what? (Oh, he jackin' what?)
We gon' slide to the front, we gon' click 'til it's done
Oh, let's have us some fun (Oh, let's have us some fun)
When they run into me, hope they ready to run
We got unlimited guns (We got unlimited what?)
I unbelted the chop, I'm just ready to dump (I unbelted the chop)
(Gang, gang, gang, nigga)
Gang, gang
Ayo, Y to the Gz, Gz to the sky, never put a O before my Y
It's that DThang nigga, make 'em get jiggy before we shoot 'em, you heard?
R.I.P. Woo
Gang, gang, gang
Grrah, grrah
Gang, gang, gang
RPT, four-sev', four-sev'
(EMRLD)
Like, huh?
Oh, he jackin' what? (Oh, he jackin' what?)
We gon' slide to the front, we gon' click 'til it's done
Oh, let's have us some fun (Oh, let's have us some fun)
When they run into me, hope they ready to run
We got unlimited guns (We got unlimited what?)
I unbelted the chop, I'm just ready to dump, like (I unbelted the chop)
Gang, gang, gang
Like, gang, gang, gang
They keep screamin' out, "Big bros" (Grrah)
But my big bros, man, they really got packs (Man, they really got packs)
Tryna slide on the opps, let it clap (Like, what? Like)
Like how many niggas saw me and ran lap, like? (Grrah, grrah)
And they know I be quick to attack (They know, HD)
But they just gon' act, really cap in they raps (Grrt, like, how?)
Opp thot, man, her pussy is wack (HD)
She be fiendin' for me just to fuck from the back, like (Smoochie)
For one, everywhere you go, bring your gun (For sure)
For two (Huh?), boy, you better be ready to shoot, like (For real)
Don't hesitate to put him on the news, like (At all)
For three, don't play the opps in the function (At all)
If they do, then they know how we buggin' (Grrt, grrah)
Brodie gon' click-clack, RPT buggin', like (Grrah, grrah, grrah)
Oh, she fuck with the opps? (Oh, she fuck with the what?)
So she gon' get smacked with the gun (For sure)
Tryna slide on the opps, make her run (Like)
They know RPT niggas do it for fun (Don't run, don't run)
Catch a hit then I go on a run (Like, what?)
Think I'm lackin', then you must be dumb (You must be stupid)
We was playin' ball when we was young
Like, now we on court tryna play with them drums (Gang, gang, gang)
Think you better than me, then you stupid (You must be stupid)
Tryna spin on the opps, really lose it (Like, get that nigga)
And I put my all in this music (I put my all)
Tryna get out the hood, ima do it (I'ma do it)
And I'm on my grind, don't got no time (Grrah, grrah)
I told Gz, "Hit the gas and we zooming" (Grrah, grrah, skrrt, boom)
If they jackin' the opps and I got the chop (Grrt)
No second guessin', I use it (Gang, gang, gang)
Oh, he jackin' what? (Oh, he jackin' what?)
We gon' slide to the front, we gon' click 'til it's done
Oh, let's have us some fun (Oh, let's have us some fun)
When they run into me, hope they ready to run
We got unlimited guns (We got unlimited what?)
I unbelted the chop, I'm just ready to dump (I unbelted the chop)
(Gang, gang, gang, nigga)
Gang, gang
Ayo, Y to the Gz, Gz to the sky, never put a O before my Y
It's that DThang nigga, make 'em get jiggy before we shoot 'em, you heard?
R.I.P. Woo
Gang, gang, gang
