Free Da Men 2

(K-Kato this crank)

Can’t find me no hop ins, i'm bouta to go jack

He thought he was—

Thought he going somewhere, hit him all in his back

I’m taking the switch, bruh creep with the mac

I took him for bag, he ain’t getting shit back

Got some shit in my pockets, just walk out of sack

You can learn something from me, just chill and relax

I go on they block when i get in my feelings

I shoot with precision, better hope you don’t slip

She was all in the way, I might hit me a bitch

Put shit on fat shit, he was all in the mix

If we go on this move, **** better not tip

We like four deep with a drizzy in the whip

Four deep, four guns, it's a hundred in the whip

I pop open my door, you can’t run from this shit

I be dragging like shit, I be droppin' my nuts

**** thought he was untouchable, got ass plucked

My opps gotta die ****, its just a must

I turn shit to Za' and im rolling it up

Just me and BabyMoke, put four in my cup

**** speak about money, shit give me a rush

What I say about the opps, I'ma turn them into dust

It’s 2025, everybody getting plucked

You claiming that shit?

If you claiming that shit, you get did like the opps

Last **** kept trolling, got put in the box

I crack me a ****, put him up on fox

When I get in that car, I pray to Allah

We playing with these ****, these **** be bitches

You come in my hood, see drac's and them switches

He thought he had a name, got killed for attention

Uzi man, free Creep, free Double R Reap

I done miss my whole team, **** free MarrV

We gon' torch the whole city when they free John B

I ain’t doing no stallin, I hop in that car if they speaking on Feet

I go head first, if they speaking on Leek

If they speaking on Rose, take a drive up the Creek

**** Long live lil' Ahk, he put shit on a tee

Can’t find me no hop ins, i'm bouta to go jack

He thought he was—

Thought he going somewhere, hit him all in his back

I’m taking the switch, bruh creep with the mac

I took him for bag, he ain’t getting shit back

Got some shit in my pockets, just walk out of sack

You can learn something from me, just chill and relax

I go on they block when i get in my feelings

I shoot with precision, better hope you don’t slip

She was all in the way, I might hit me a bitch

Put shit on fat shit, he was all in the mix

If we go on this move, **** better not tip

We like four deep with a drizzy in the whip

Four deep, four guns, its a hundred in the whip

I pop open my door, you can’t run from this shit

(You can’t run from this-)

(Ight)

(He got his ass)

(He got his ass)

(BOO-)