"Free Me" lyrics

(Don't play with him)
Play with the gang like you might get blew
I'm wearing Off-White, tag on my toe

Dirty licks, hit the block, nigga, I'm tryna get these drugs off (Huh)
Where the plays at? Phone been dry all day, nigga need a phone call
Off the Xanny bar, I just be dozing off (Ah)
Opps, they be running from me, they capping
Boy, they be running from me (They runnin')
They be running from Glokk (From Glokk)
Yeah, they gon' run from a G (On God)
Don't like how I feel (Nah)
So I got a stick on the seat (On God)
I know how to ride for my Whoas (Huh)
'Cause I don't even got no more goals (On God)
I need someone brand new, no more hoes
Play with the gang, like, you might get blew (Blew)
I'm wearin' Off-White, tag on my toe (My toe)

I don't be made by the outcome
Boujee the wagon when I need a hundon
I just be packing this Glock got a hunnid shots
Hunnid round drum, I let the titties out (Hunnid round)
Keep rapping till I get my people out
I know Key.30 tired of that lock down (Key.30)
I'ma get my respect 'til they bow down (Buh)
They done went up on us, who the clown now?
7.62, bih', it hit so loud
This song, my mama still not proud
And whatever nigga, I'm my own, man
And this life a risk, I take these chances (Skra, fah, fah)
7.62 coming to you, everywhere that you goin'
I'm fucking on the baddest bitch then I don't even want her no more (No more)
Two in the apartment, I pop my gun (My gun)
Call the Whoa and I sound that alarm (Oh yeah)
Yeah, ST 'cause I love starting the car
This shit, nigga, belong to you, oh boy
'Til I'm God damn Xanman, I pop the whole bar
He on speakerphone, yeah we hear their ass
Need to put it down, need to print it out
I'm finna start yo ass, how I push up
I can't calm down, I can't come down
Yeah, they just blicked at me, back it, woah
I can tell that you lyin', Pinocchio (On God)
I can tell he a cop like he a Robo (Robo)
Put a bitch on a big screen just like Vevo
He like fish in the sea just like Nemo
He ain't like guns I tell 'em, push, nigga got took through the swamp (Yeah)
Bitch, on my momma, I walk with a big ass pump (On my momma)
Draco in my trunk (Like what)
Boy, them niggas ain't talking bout nothin'
I'm busting the Glock, my adrenaline rush
Baby Whoa walkin' round, 50 racks in his duffle
Big Whoa shoot the Glock like he play in the bubble (On God)
You ain't gon' ride nigga, you was just fronting
Got this big ass blick and this muhfucka' cuttin' (Uh-huh)

Dirty licks, hit the block, nigga, I'm tryna get these drugs off (Huh)
Where the plays at?, Phone been dry all day, nigga need a phone call
Off the Xanny bar, I just be dozing off (Ah)
Opps, they be running from me, they capping
Boy, they be running from me (They runnin')
They be running from Glokk (From Glokk)
Yeah, they gon' run from a G (On God)
Don't like how I feel (Nah)
So I got a stick on the seat (on God)
I know how to ride for my Whoas (huh)
'Cause I don't even got no more goals (On God)
I need someone brand new, no more hoes
Play with the gang, like, you might get blew (Blew)
I'm wearin' Off-White, tag on my toe (My toe)