Free 1K Lyrics – BLUE.1K
Singer: BLUE.1K
Title: Free 1K
Don’t reach for my chain
Gotta catch up with the mustard
Let a n#gg# go get a stain
n#gg#s be ‘talkin and swearin on gang
Can’t f#ck with these b#tches
They think it’s a game
Pick the phone up, can’t let that b#tch ring
I think it’s the opps, they say it’s gone rain
He ask how I made a mil in three days
Been scamming and swiping like TJ
I been swiping on that f#ckin MSR
Hope the feds don’t find me
Had to pray to GOD
How you gone switch on me
Thought we was gang
They killing my brothers, All I feel is pain
All these n#gg#s be rappin for fame
He keep dissing my dead
Make him go famous
Make a n#gg# disappear like Houdini
Rub on that booty, I think it’s a genie
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(Uh, grrrr)
Glock gotta switch, unfortunate I had to aim it
Where you from, n#gg# better claim it
Throw up yo set n#gg#, BANG IT
Suit and tie, dressed like a banquet
Gotta stay strapped like a seatbelt
Drac gotta coolin system
Make yo feet melt
Copped the V8 she thought it was V12
Hadda ask her could she see the detail
Can’t like to you I got that sh#t for the retail
I made an ‘M just from email
Yo n#gg# won’t kill, but we will
Golden Corral with a stick, get a refill
Gotta dream chase like I’m Meek Mill
You know all my n#gg# gone dream chase
Feds on me, hadda do the race
(Uh)
I hadda pull up inna wide body
Bad b#tch with a odd body
Im clutching this pole with nine body’s
Got it all on my own, with nobody
Gotta jump through the crowd
Like a f#cking party
Gotta move slow, pop a molly
Skirt off the lot, this a ‘Rarri
I needa new b#tch call her “mami”
I got FOUR rings, think it’s a Audi
Back to back champs, where’s the party
I’m shooting dice with f#cking Bobby
(Yeah, yeah uh)
(…)
Don’t reach for my chain
Gotta catch up with the mustard
Let a n#gg# go get a stain
Smokin these opps I think it’s that dank
Somkin that pressure you know that bit stank
Gotta bad b#tch in the back of my coupe
She ask how I come
I come by the two’s
Gotta move fast ,can’t make the news
(…)
Don’t reach for my chain
Gotta catch up with the mustard
Let a n#gg# go get a stain
Can’t f#ck with these n#gg#s
These n#gg#s some lames
Can’t f#ck with these b#tches
That be on the same thing
And you know that we f#cking
A n#gg# can not cuff that b#tch
Cause she no “plain Jane”
And she love when I hit it
When I hit from the front , she be like
HEY MAN
Cause she know that I get to aggressive
When I’m off of the Perkys
Going insane man
You might get Pop, no smoke
And like Rowdy Rebel
Gotta come with the rain man
And you better call a mother f#cking janitor
Cause’ a young n#gg#
Bout to hit a mother f#cking stain man
(Uh Uh)
Hit a lil lick
Then I’m gone f#ck on his b#tch
Diamond all over me, yellow the piss
And I’m ballin like a mother f#cking Piston
Run up on me
You can get hit with that Wesson
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