Lyrics Free Shiest Life (feat. Pooh Shiesty) - Pooh Shiesty , BIG30

I-I-I-Impossible Dreamz Music Group
Big blrrrd
(SkyDiddy)
I-I got 40 days left for me to find out where they at (okay)
33 shots left up in the chopper (blrrrd, blrrrd), ten shots in the TEC (okay)
I know I′ma shake the spot, won't ever panic, break a sweat (never)
When I see you, that sure might to be a hashtag on the net (on God)
How the fuck you claim my shit? You see my opp and don′t get off (how?)
I'm disgusted with you, nigga, I start to break your fuckin' jaw (pussy)
My next shit would′ve got ugly if I was there when you got caught (on God)
You would′ve been the next one burnin' in this blunt to make me cough, blrrrd
Big blrrrd chain, I′m in this ho lookin' like 50 Cent (I′m icy)
We Blrrrd Gang, we get active, we never send a hit (Shiesty)
Might catch my next one on your block, pull up bumpin' this shit (blrrrd)
Shake his ass, shots sent from afar, chased his ass down with switches (blrrrd, blrrrd, blrrrd)
That fully ripped all through his rib, made the boy rib crumble (all through his stomach)
Pussy got hit with that glizzy, he holler out for his mama (holler out for his mama)
No savin′ in the Haven, in my hood, it's Royal Rumble (my hood is Royal Rumble)
Before I pick what chain I'm wearin′, I′m pickin' out that thumper (on God)
Clutch on whoever (whoever)
My mama got one son, and he was brought up by Winchester (the hood)
Every day, eatin′ noodles with the hot sauce and black pepper (ayy, ayy, what's good?)
Can′t never go for shit, 'fore rap, I really was a stepper (I′m steppin')
Two steppin' with that .40 (blrrrd), catch me dancin′ with the devil (my weapon)
Every state with them Dracs, we don′t give a fuck if they dirty (they dirty)
Can't perform with no gun, you can′t book BIG without the .30 (big blrrrd)
Them Percocets start workin', so I fuck ′round, pop a Curry (I'm 30)
You played in any way, this on my kid, we still gon′ hurt him (gon' hurt him)
When it come to this beef, we get to flippin' shit like burgers (like burgers)
And you can′t join the gang unless you know somethin′ 'bout a murder (killin′)
New opp pack in my lung, Wock' got me movin′ like a turtle (sippin')
Flag ′round my head in my C8, I'm big Grape, I bang purple (I'm crippin′)
On Grape, ayy, I′ve been Crippin', nigga (big crip)
My head high, my eyes low, dope in my system, nigga (dope all in my system)
The man of the house, I take care of all my sisters, nigga (my girls)
You better not play ′round with my girls or I'ma go get a nigga (my world)
Know what I′m sayin'? (Blrrrd)
See, a lot of niggas talk this shit, a lot of niggas just rap this shit
We really gon′ go get a nigga, man
Nigga just hollerin' this Choppa Gang shit out for a brand, for clout and shit
This shit for real, man (blrrrd, blrrrd, blrrrd)
If you ain't puttin′ it down for your shit, nigga
Don′t ever holler that shit, know what I'm talkin′ 'bout?
For real, big blrrrd, Choppa Gang, NT CEO status
I put it on for this shit (mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm-mmm) (big blrrrd)
Big blrrrd, blrrrd
Way before we ran ′cross the money, niggas paid up with respect
(Way before we ran 'cross the money, niggas paid up with respect)
No CGE stand down to no one, we the ones who pose the threat
Almost upped the chop on my fan, he done got too close to my neck, blrrrd