"#FREESMOKE PT 2" lyrics
What, what, yeah, yeah
What, what
I put them racks on they head (What, racks, what)
(That boy Cassius)
Yeah, racks
I can't beef with him he dead
Uh, yeah, yeah (What)
I can't beef with him he dead
Yeah, what, yeah, what, what, what, yeah, yeah, what, yeah, yeah, uh
I put them racks on they head (Ooh, racks, yeah, yeah)
I can't beef with him he dead (Yeah, yeah, what)
(Yeah)
I can't beef with him he dead (Yeah)
(What, yeah, yeah, yeah, what, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I put the racks on they head (What, racks)
(Yeah, racks on they head, yeah, uh)
I can't beef with him, he dead (Yeah)
I can't beef with him, he dead (Yeah)
(What, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I put the racks on they head (Yeah, racks, racks)
(What, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I can't beef with him, he dead (Yeah)
I can't beef with him, he dead
I can't beef with him, he dead (Yeah, Shyne)
I can't beef with him he dead (Yeah)
When he see me he look dead (Yeah, yeah)
Hand on his heart like he pledge (Yeah)
No solemn but I had to say it (What, what)
These niggas they actin' fugazi they thinkin' they slick
No Jesus but I had to nail it (Yeah, yeah)
She be like hey "little daddy I wanna ride in your ped" (Skrt, yeah, skrt, what, yeah)
Hop on the highway and sped (Skrt)
Hop in yo bit' wit' no condom tell her "gimme head" (Gimme that, yeah, what, yeah)
Hol' up, let's get it (Ooh, hol' up)
.40 with 50 clip shoot like a missile (Bang, bang, bang)
I'ma kidnap you I swear they won't miss you (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Issues (Yuh, what, what)
I'm in the trap cookin' dope with a pistol (Cookin' up)
Try to attack him gon' rip through your tissue (whoa, pew)
Hold on, let's get it (Get, yeah, yeah)
I know you pussy 'cause I see your whiskers (What, yeah)
You speakin' too loud baby you cannot whisper (What, what)
Fresh out the water like shiver my timbers (Yeah)
(Yeah)
I can't beef with him, he dead (Yeah)
(What, what, what, what, what, yeah, yeah, what, what, yeah)
I put the racks on they head (Cash, yeah)
(Yeah, what, what)
I can't beef with him, he dead (Dead, yeah)
(Yeah, yeah, what)
I can't beef with him, he dead (What)
(Yeah, what, yeah, what, what, yeah)
I put the racks on they head (Yeah)
(Yeah, uh)
I can't beef with him, he dead (Yeah)
I can't beef with him, he dead (Yeah)
(Yuh, yuh, what)
I put the racks on they head (Racks, yeah, yeah)
(Yeah, what)
I can't beef with him, he dead (Yeah)
I can't beef with him, he dead
I can't beef with him, he dead (Yeah)
What, what
I put them racks on they head (What, racks, what)
(That boy Cassius)
Yeah, racks
I can't beef with him he dead
Uh, yeah, yeah (What)
I can't beef with him he dead
Yeah, what, yeah, what, what, what, yeah, yeah, what, yeah, yeah, uh
I put them racks on they head (Ooh, racks, yeah, yeah)
I can't beef with him he dead (Yeah, yeah, what)
(Yeah)
I can't beef with him he dead (Yeah)
(What, yeah, yeah, yeah, what, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I put the racks on they head (What, racks)
(Yeah, racks on they head, yeah, uh)
I can't beef with him, he dead (Yeah)
I can't beef with him, he dead (Yeah)
(What, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I put the racks on they head (Yeah, racks, racks)
(What, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I can't beef with him, he dead (Yeah)
I can't beef with him, he dead
I can't beef with him, he dead (Yeah, Shyne)
I can't beef with him he dead (Yeah)
When he see me he look dead (Yeah, yeah)
Hand on his heart like he pledge (Yeah)
No solemn but I had to say it (What, what)
These niggas they actin' fugazi they thinkin' they slick
No Jesus but I had to nail it (Yeah, yeah)
She be like hey "little daddy I wanna ride in your ped" (Skrt, yeah, skrt, what, yeah)
Hop on the highway and sped (Skrt)
Hop in yo bit' wit' no condom tell her "gimme head" (Gimme that, yeah, what, yeah)
Hol' up, let's get it (Ooh, hol' up)
.40 with 50 clip shoot like a missile (Bang, bang, bang)
I'ma kidnap you I swear they won't miss you (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Issues (Yuh, what, what)
I'm in the trap cookin' dope with a pistol (Cookin' up)
Try to attack him gon' rip through your tissue (whoa, pew)
Hold on, let's get it (Get, yeah, yeah)
I know you pussy 'cause I see your whiskers (What, yeah)
You speakin' too loud baby you cannot whisper (What, what)
Fresh out the water like shiver my timbers (Yeah)
(Yeah)
I can't beef with him, he dead (Yeah)
(What, what, what, what, what, yeah, yeah, what, what, yeah)
I put the racks on they head (Cash, yeah)
(Yeah, what, what)
I can't beef with him, he dead (Dead, yeah)
(Yeah, yeah, what)
I can't beef with him, he dead (What)
(Yeah, what, yeah, what, what, yeah)
I put the racks on they head (Yeah)
(Yeah, uh)
I can't beef with him, he dead (Yeah)
I can't beef with him, he dead (Yeah)
(Yuh, yuh, what)
I put the racks on they head (Racks, yeah, yeah)
(Yeah, what)
I can't beef with him, he dead (Yeah)
I can't beef with him, he dead
I can't beef with him, he dead (Yeah)
