Lyrics Free G - Sdot Go feat. SweepersENT

Said, like, free the Sweeps, like
RIP Kev, like, free the top dogs, like
You know how we be, like
Fuck the opps, alright, die Woo
Come here, come here (grrah, grrah, boom, grrah)
Ayo, G

He tried to run, but there's nowhere to go (grrah)
And if you gonna slide, it's okay, let me know
He ain't slick, he think that he low
Better get out the way before I gotta throw

Bad bitch shakin' her hips on the low
That's Thunder Bklu, word to bro, I'm gettin' close
Diddy can't breathe, caught a shot to the throat
Like-like, what the fuck is a O? (Grrah)
Said he gon' spin, I could bet you he don't
He tryna flick but I bet you he won't
Change the fit, put Prada all my clothes
He tryna run, the knocker on his coat

Where the Glos? (Grrah) I'm with Jay (grrah)
Like, where the O's at? Lookin' for EK
Spinning two deep, it's just me and my bae
And I bet if I flick, I make the whole shit shake (boom)
Clear the crowd out, nobody safe
Keep shakin' her hips, she tryna be with gang
'Bout to flick near his bitch, just move her out the way

Try-, try to dip, leave him nowhere to run to
Beam on the G, why the fuck would I tussle? (Grrah)
Get up close, gotta walk with the duffle
Push up on twin, I bet you I still dust you
Like-like, we got into a scuffle
Lil' bro in the spot, gon' flock it if he want to
I got knocks, it's no need to jump you
Like, don't try to reach, I'ma done you

I get active, I see why they mad
Dougie B keep on dissin' 'til he see the MAC
Like, we on the Sev, I don't know where they at
Like, Thunder Bklu said I'm lying, that's cap (word to bro)
Seen Gotti Bklu, go and ask
He ain't come out his room, was talkin' to the staff

That nigga pussy, like, word to my dead
Like, DOA block got me fed
Yo, I pray that I see Blu, I'ma make him see red
And if bro throw a couple, bet you I throw next, like
Shh, nigga, bet, like, nigga, I said what I said
Fell in love with bendin' through the Sev
Like, I bet, I flick faster 'cause one in the head
Like, I bet, I flick faster, like (faster, like)

He tried to run, but there's nowhere to go (grrah)
And if you gonna slide, it's okay, let me know
He ain't slick, he think that he low
Better get out the way before I gotta throw

Bad bitch shakin' her hips on the low
That's Thunder Bklu, word to bro, I'm gettin' close
Diddy can't breathe, caught a shot to the throat
Like-like, what the fuck is a O?
Said he gon' spin, I could bet you he don't
He tryna flick, but I bet you he won't
Change the fit, put Prada all my clothes
He tryna run, the knocker on his coat

Like, he tryna run
Hey, come here, come here