The Justoo Gustoo Freestyle Lyrics – Justoo Gustoo
Singer: Justoo Gustoo
Title: The Justoo Gustoo Freestyle
6 Million ways to die, choose one (Draco)
We get bread and it’s simple
Spin through my side don’t get popped like a pimple
Don’t run, when we bend through
Red dot (?) like he hindu
No 26, AR’s gon’ drench you
On court for me ain’t no bench-in
I’m with AI ain’t no practice, like
Free Flock
When I see you it’s on sight
Put a walk in the pipe if I catch you in traffic like
We gon’ do this sh#t right, been slidin’ on bikes
Came makin’ sh#t active, like
Say you smokin’ on who? Who did you shoot?
Stop all that cappin’
When we step in the booth ain’t no rappin
We just speakin’ on sh#t that done happened like
For еxample, Shh got shot graah you know who he ran to (uh)
One falsе move get handled
Lil’ n#gg# died from kickin’ a candle
Better run if I’m uppin’ my chop
Click non-stop like I’m flippin’ through channels
Told Kay keep kickin’ through doors
They movin’ hot they got on the (?)
One shot he dropped to the floor
Get low from the deez and the choppa get tossed
Dougie B is my evil twin big EBK he say that “it’s up then it’s on”
(?) when we let it perform
They gotta go, then we get ’em gone like
What’s the facts?
Cuzzie on court tryna catch ’em a pack
Yeah I got booked for the strap can’t roam with the opps
Still pop like a flap
Let it clap, for the gang
n#gg#s know it get deeper than rap
DOA in the spot got 21 (?) on my (?) XD leave them (?) on (?)
They don’t get back they get on IG
Postin’ Trillers, that’s not vibey
Droppin’ songs, with no bodies?
Get on court and go ball like Giannis
Gang goes outside no hidin’
Bro got the drop on the opps they slidin
We gon spin first
I’mma hang out the V while it’s-
I’mma hang out the V while it’s drivin’
We get back every time we on timin’
Get the bag, we combine ’em
Put that bag on they head, we gon’ find em
And my ooter callin’ durin’ the-
Me and Dougie fightin’ for the grip
I’m tryna shoot like f#ck an assist
Got two twin chops for the hit
Got too many opps gotta tote a stick
I’mma blitz through the back if he miss
You my brotha I’m takin’ that risk
Say you smokin’ on Blay? Now it’s lit
I got too many opps in my spliff
Dubski, Rah Rah, restin’ in piss
f#ck that put Mex on the list
Why the f#ck they get shot in they shit?
Don’t ever get back they start rappin’ and sh#t
Like, No I’m not smokin’ on Nick
But it’s steady get lit for a Blixk
Breezy recently got hit
Almost got turned ‘to a spliff
Like I know that spliff would’ve punched
If not grabba make it kick
I could diss on the dead but I really got love
So suck my dick
Like, graah
You know the vibes n#gg#, everything dead n#gg#
Every opp shot, n#gg#
Free Flock, like
Justoo to the Gustoo, n#gg#
Talk real hot don’t get touched though, like
Mr. untouchable, like
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