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Freestyle
638
Hip-Hop/Rap
Freestyle was released on March 21, 2023 by TrapSG (Ent) as a part of the album Freestyle - Single
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Release DateMarch 21, 2023
LabelTrapSG (Ent)
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM73

Credits

Lyrics

BRM
Wait, did you say one eye?
40 mixed it
Ay 40, flying it up
Look-Look in the sky, it's a bird, it's a plane and Glendon flying with them birds
You can stop all the cap, you ain't smoking CC, we done DoRoad way worse
I told broski ping this prick, I'll Stig this whip, then I done it in reverse
I told broski ping this prick, I'll Stig this whip, then I put him in a
We drop bodies in Lambeth from the back of a ride with a side by side, didn't plan this
We got brother and sister like Ferb and Candince, these man would've thought that we planned this
25 from the tops, are you reading the 2 and the Q, that's the bottom of the bop
I can fuck that bitch but she fucks with the opps by mistake, she be giving me drops
I can't fuck with them if they fuck with the paigons, it's not ****, it's Trap from 'Leyton
Try clip him in his head when I pull up to the 9, like the clip just jammed, that's the only thing that saved him
They didn’t headshot Snow, we done Road worse when we pulled up in Po'
My lil bro's on go, tell SM squeeze and he's letting it go
Shiesty season, you know the meaning, 30 in a day when I was cleaning
We slimed up Lam' for his brother's treason, like there really weren't a reason
Like I can't respect that, they all went jail when they tryna get a get back
So tell me where your head's at, and then after where Munna's head's at
8 on the A, we're known for crashing
20 in a month, yeah you know I've been mashing
Headshot King, cah' he known for the splashing
A .15, we're known for the tapping
And my opps stay losing, if it ain't us, they're killing each other
Yeah, it should've been me in the ride when the SGs' caught his brother
Hashtag Gang, only talk 'bout drillings
A few got got, only two are civilians
One got dropped, see the corn really finished him
It was at late night, gang moving diligent
021, it was hurting the innocents
Shush got texted, the gang really billing him
Butch got it twice, well, we can't get rid of him
(Where do I-) Where do I start? Corn got blast, got hit in his shoulder, he flew up to Mars
I'm tearing up flesh with these anglo arms
Hoodie up late night, wap in my pocket
2 AM calls, where the fuck can I lock it?
I hop in a ride, don't ask if i'm on it
I remember when we try put Jabz on a bonnet
Try hang out the window, I promise I'm on it
Shoulda clipped him, jumped out the ride and yinged him
Try get Blackz baitface, no thinking
Running up cars with a bait, that's skatty
We don't try Butch at all, he's a patty
Jump out car, fling corn, get scratchy
Someone tell LP please don't @ me
I caught him, he ran, see the boy too flashy
Had shush on her knees, she's way too catty
I was running up bait, didn't care for a sentence
Thumpz got ripped, ended up on a pendant
They're losing members, see, it's horrendous
They're chattin' away by the time that we end them
The .44 kicking, the SGs' did it, I'm tearing up flesh, when they're tearing up linen
They're rapping away and they're still ain't drillin'
We ripped him, main road, done him with a kitchen
See me in the back of the ride, I've been itching
Run a man down and there ain't no kidding
Stripz got ripped on the strip, no safety
One got life, cah' the hammer was 'gazy
Pray we get away, cah' this driver's shaky
Wrap that mash, the olders raised me
Four door come, get left on pastry, four door come, get left on pastry
40 mixed it
YJ made this
Written by: Hk Siru, Trap SG
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