free dee / knowin Lyrics – Koujas
Singer: Koujas
Title: free dee / knowin
Part I: free dee
He get money in the past tense
Drugs f#ckin’ up my reaction
We finna swing that pole, lights camera action
Say I f#cked that b#tch in my Rick Owens
I paid a pretty penny, so don’t f#ck ’em up
AMG Benz, look at my wrist
I paid a car note for this sh#t
Look at his b#tch, said that’s my next kill
Put some bread on Dee bail
Ashin on my Dior jeans
I get geeked and show the real me
The trap back open, flip that sh#t
Met a hoe out in TX
I’m off RX, my stummy hurt
Said she like how I flex
I’m off two pills so I can’t stress
Freak b#tch tryna give mе neck
I’m gettin’ so high, that’s why I’m not presеnt
Walk in smell like gas, it’s unpleasant
She wanna know the vibe we catchin’
We in his crib play peek a boo
See that b#tch I pick my move
The feds, they hot outside, let’s stick and move
We on defense, play it cool
Said she like my swag, it’s cool
We gon’ up that fire at you
We gon’ wipe his nose, achoo
We gon’ jugg his dumbass too
We gon’ stain ’em, take his loot
He get money in the past tense
Drugs f#ckin’ up my reaction
We finna swing that pole, lights camera action
Say I f#cked that b#tch in my Rick Owens
I paid a pretty penny, so don’t f#ck ’em up
Elegant music
Part II: knowin
(Hey, Desire, yeah
Yeah, now you rockin’ wit’ Rada)
She said “you be geeked all the time
Like, pour another line”
Caught him by surprise
She wanna f#ck, make the hoe come line up
1017, Ricky my swag
Like, how the f#ck he drop his flag?
My b#tch super model bad
Swing my pole, we seein’ red
I been the goat, had the plan
Money counter sound like fans
Gen five give a tan
My pill blue and her molly tan
We got sticks like a marching band
Flip his #ss, do ’em bad
Flip his #ss, switch his #ss
Been the goat, real rap no cap
Name a b#tch I can’t crack
Racks in too fast
Baby slide, let’s smoke one
Two pills, I take both at once
Off roxy dopesick
New script, bad b#tch get nailed
f#ck her in her Chanel
My name ring a bell
Sippin’ on act, no tussin
Paid six plus, we not fightin’ and fussin’
Me and lil’ Trapp, man we came from nothin’
She wanna know what my sign is
b#tch, I’m insane so don’t mind it
Codeine got me zombie
They finna chip a tooth, way they biting
Slime ’em out so easy
I f#ck the hoe in my Yeezy
Beat up the pack, call me lil’ Kouj Breezy
I f#ck her good now she sleepy
He talk out his cap, out his meezy
She said “you be geeked all the time
Like, pour another line”
Caught him by surprise
She wanna f#ck, make the hoe come line up
1017, Ricky my swag
Like, how the f#ck he drop his flag?
My b#tch super model bad
Swing my pole, we seein’ red
Glock forty-three finna sing like Whitney
Smoke so much gas like a chimney
I’m missin’ my granny, I’m hopin’ she wit’ me
She said my kidneys f#cked up
f#ck the hoe wit’ my Ricky on
I f#cked his hoe, I’m just honest
My body, it’s filled wit’ narcotics
He sippin’ on green like a goblin
He ridin’ fishbowl, caught him
The windows ain’t tinted, you see who up in it
I’m f#ckin’ his hoe and he knowin’ like Adam and Lena
I pour a four in my soda like, b#tch I’m a leaner
She givin’ smart brain just like a teacher
He tryna ball, he stuck on the bleachers
He said that he sippin’, his cup a lil’ greener
Lookin’ for drugs up in my couch
My bruddas, they creep, they in and out
(Yeah, now you rockin’ wit’ Rada
Yeah, elegant music, yeah, oh, oh
I f#cked that hoe, I’m just honest)
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