Lazy3x - 3KFREESTYLE (feat. KIDx) Lyrics

Lyrics 3KFREESTYLE (feat. KIDx) - Lazy3x



Yeah
(Hey Lazy)
Ayy, ahem
Ayy, yeah
Yuh yuh okay
You run to the guap, I run to the racks
Can't fuck with these niggas, these niggas be rats
I'm smokin' a dead opp pack
Pull up with the glick, he flip like a flapjack
I'm smokin' that gas, smokin' on that
I'm flickin' my wrist, and I walk in the trap
Bitch, I'm on your block and I'm servin' 'em pack
I'm fuckin' your bitch and I'll bring her right back
This chopper eat that nigga a snack
He act like a bitch, then he get smacked
You're better than me? You're smokin' on crack
This nigga egg, he get cracked
But I'm in that pack, and I'm breakin' her back
The chopper lead, I shoot his back
That nigga, he ain't tryin', get sittin' on Kanye
Bah, that nigga dead on contact
I posted these niggas, I hear that spins back
Then ay, run out, get popped like a skin tag
That nigga a bitch, that nigga a [?]
I know that it's hot, I know what the wrist wrath
Back on plat, we're like Kodak
Bitch and a nigga, you already know that
I got niggas on point like flashback
I want a nigga that let me own that
I want your bitch, I hold these, have that
If he say shout out my nigga, they buff rat
Bitch jump in the field, and I see her runnin' back
Pull up with a stick, we'll make it to the final match
I'm makin' her play, just for your quarterback
Nigga want sun, and nigga want piggy back
Show up with the wood, just like a lumberjack
You ain't shit bitch, I'll remember that
If you want some, then [?]
We came in his door, I bet he won't get it back
Hoes open 'em up like a crackerjack
Pull up, shoot a nigga like a razorback
Find my whip, you pull up in a Pontiac
I roll with the glizzy, I turn into a maniac
I'm running all the signs, zodiac
I know ya nigga loud, like zodiac
I'm the one needle in that haystack
I might kill a nigga, just for payback
I don't like these niggers
Hold up Lazy, why did you say that?
I'm like bitch, why not?
He gon' shoot, uh, not
Count blue a lot
Pull up, shoot a lot
The bullets, they end up at your block, like
Outta my scene, outta my sound, like
Everyone sayin' I hit the jackpot
Up in the kitchen, I whip in a crack pot
I pull up to shoot, just to get gunshot
Pull up, shoot a nigga in his blind spot
That nigga a bitch, but I'm not
Tell a nigga well, why not?
Pull up and shoot, just like a free throw
That nigga, he broke, he still eatin' litos
I'm in the trap and I'm movin' the kilos
I get the green, just like CeeLo
I'm movin' the bricks, I'm movin' the cargo
He not from the hood, that nigga from largo
I get bank, Wells Fargo
I pull up and startle the boy, get a carload
I got a smith on me, like Willow
I got a stick on me, Donatello
I put her kitty, just like hello
Fuck around, play a bitch like a cello
Play with the ball, blow like a trumpet
She not a race, that's why she [?]
I fuck around, carve a nigga like a pumpkin
I stack up the guap, I stack up the hunnids
She know she a thot, shawty she want it
I want that bullshit, I ball like D-Rose
I'm still in the shooters, I'm stackin' them zeroes
Like boy, you're a bitch, and your girl in my hero
I'm dodgin' these bullets, just like Neo
Fuck around, play a nigga in the Matrix
We know you a bitch, boy, save it
I'ma leave his chest caved in
I'm still at the fight, looks like a gay man
Wet up his block, bih' call me the rain man
I steal his bitch, just like a gay man
I shoot at his arms, uh, hey man
Bombin' this, yeah I get to the pack, man
I'll eat a nigga like Pac-Man
I get to the green, get to the racks, man
That nigga no sense, nah he a rat, man
You wanna die, then you got the right man
No more fight, cause I got the pipe, man
I got the lead, it got me fire
You go with the beam, then nigga, they gone
My guns, they white, my dogs albino
We spin his block just like a cyclone
If you gettin' the guap, then you are in a metro
I leave 'em underwater, just like Nemo
I'm smokin' that nigga, just like tobacco
I wet him up, just like a tap, oh
You ran out of shots, you ran out of ammo
Two Glocks on me, like Rambo
The bullets, they bean her, just like a poncho
And nigga you don't get it, you don't get the memo
I pull up and click, just like a photo
I blow with the glick, and I leave 'em raw ho
I got a bad bitch, in Soho
Not from the hood, that nigga from Idaho
But shorty a thot, I don't even like that ho
She give me top, now shawty got vertigo
Chang chang
Uh, uh, uh, glocky
Yuh
I feel it bottle up inside, that's why I need to shout
I don't smoke gas with goofy goobers, I'ma weed em' out
ADHD taking me in school, I had to read out loud
I don't know whats going on inside my head, I mean it now
Bro what's up with you, what's up with me, I know you locked up
I been in my soul, I'm feeling free, I know I'm not stuck
I be on the screen, I'm on the the ad I'm like a pop-up
Fencin' is up back because I need to get the stock up
I'm dropping bombs like Hiroshima, ay
I'm thinkin' something'll open her, ay
Tell the world all about KIDx, he's not from the south
But won't hit her, I don't fuck with no, ay
Put the big heat in the [?], ay
Bring out the pack, so I'm closin' her, ay
Shawty she tweakin', this bet that we made at debris
And we leavin', we broke in her, ay
Fuckin' a hoe, said she like it rough so I'm gon' take her to O
Bumpin' her, uh, I'm gon' smoke a blunt, but she ain't talkin' up
I ain't smoke in a minute, I'm feedin' for gas
And I need it immediately please
Smilin', I'm geekin', I need it relaxin'
For legal that's stressin' than me, breathe
It's really harder to Hussein, no Saddam hoe
I'm fairly odd, keep a stick, feel like Cosmo
You gon' get hit like a number one song hoe
He wanna go viral like a song get 'em dropped hoe
Bomb hole, blow, I explode
Keep a drum, no paco
No, I reload, keep a .9, no pronto
So on the smoke, see a lick, I'm on though
Stoked with a scope, keep a dot, Toronto
Know that I be cold, Canada breeze
Lazy and KIDx we gonna blow, obviously
I been in the cut, I'm like the po', she down on her knees
She sent me to heaven I'ma float, she praying to me
I bring Armageddon, you upset 'cause it's your last day
I'ma pull the weapon when I clutch like the last play
Fact that the only legacy you're leaving is your last name
I'ma take the hoe and turn her over like the last page



Writer(s): Lazy3x, Montague Baltimore


Lazy3x - 3KFREESTYLE
Album 3KFREESTYLE
date of release
14-06-2020




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