FREE AGENTS

Yeah

This shit 'round my neck, ****

Yo, Pi'erre, you wanna come out here?

This cost 'bout four houses

No bap

No bap, no bap

Yeah, I got the dope that come out the city

I got the money in my pants, they come real fast

Shit, we rock out the bity

Hey, we on the road to London

Hit so hard, what you know about it, bummy?

Goyard to Pucci, whichever she want

I got the birds that come out the boat

Yeah, ain't never lettin' my partners, nobody bust down a bag

Yeah, I got to hit the road, shit, it's stuck up the stash

Hey, I got to keep my head up, I swear I'm the same ****

Pop out, yeah, with thе same ****

Fuck what they say, we ain't recruiting no ****

Said hе lame, yeah, get popped

I got the bag, she want the drop

We comin' fast, yeah, with that Glock

Give it up smooth or his ass get popped

Runnin' down the road with the same ****

Stick with my Five, yeah, that's my family

Know we came from the pain, ****

Come out the dirt like a OT, yeah, I slang that stick

.556, we slangin', bitch

I got that dope like a fiend, bitch

Know I stay with the same bitch

Know I'm never gon' switch

Bought the Goyard 'cause I ain't have shit

Cookin' up dough, blue magic

Check out my motherfuckin' wrist, it's a pain, shit is a pain killer

No bap, no bap

Yeah, I got the dope that come out the city

I got the money in my pants, they come real fast

Shit, we rock out the bity

Hey, we on the road to London

Hit so hard, what you know about it, bummy?

Goyard to Pucci, whichever she want

I got the birds that come out the boat

Yeah, ain't never lettin' my partners, nobody bust down a bag

Yeah, I got to hit the road, shit, it's stuck up the stash

Hey, I got to keep my head up, I swear I'm the same ****

Pop out, yeah, with thе same ****

Fuck what they say, we ain't recruiting no ****

I'm with the Fives, not recruiting no ****

Step on your face, we put boots on that ****

Lego piece, aim, we got binary trigger

We come out the zoo, yeah, my **** gorillas, huh

Switchin' up the style, got 'em poppin' off tags

Gettin' paper cuts 'cause I'm countin' all this cash

Splash on a **** like Steve Nash

Snot it up, pull up, ****, give me that

I'm ridin' in the kit in the 'cat, huh

Two hundred sittin' on my dashboard

All of my windows is tinted

We poppin' a ****, we flexin'

My codeine, it comin' from Texas

I got prismatic diamonds on my necklace

He go over the head and I catch it

I'm not gettin' no sleep so I'm restless

I'm on cloud nine, ****, I be geeked

I'ma take a truck to Eliantte and put diamonds in my teeth

I'ma make shawty my Beyonce, I'ma be your Jay-Z

I got chopsticks like karate, my swag come from overseas, huh

Yeah, watch how we on, yeah, watch how we on

Now we in the zone, now we trained to blow

This is how we roll, wipe a **** nose

Kick a **** door, bitch, get on the floor, set

No bap, no bap

Yeah, I got the dope that come out the city

I got the money in my pants, they come real fast

Shit, we rock out the bity

Hey, we on the road to London

Hit so hard, what you know about it, bummy?

Goyard to Pucci, whichever she want

I got the birds that come out the boat

Yeah, ain't never lettin' my partners, nobody bust down a bag

Yeah, I got to hit the road, shit, it's stuck up the stash

Hey, I got to keep my head up, I swear I'm the same ****

Pop out, yeah, with thе same ****

Fuck what they say, we ain't recruitin' no ****

Five

Fuck what they say, we ain't recruitin' no ****

Five