Lyrics Squeeze & Buss - Unknown T

Who made this? JB made this
Ghosty

The po′ hate me 'cah there weren′t no solvin' (Uhm)
Gunman, sign outside the club said, "No smokin'"
But we brought that smoke in (Whoosh)
I′m the best at my age, no boastin′ (I'm sorry)
Weirdo fanboys hate when I′m ghostin'
Jailhouse ting, no smoke
Let me jump on the tech′, call my babes and lotion (Uhm)
Beat up the yute, don't poke him
GM′s cut when the govs approachin' (Duss)
Deceivin' opps ain′t reppin′ their block in jail, on a joke ting
That boy caught stress when he held them pokings (Yuck)
But he's still on free flow
Bitchin′ to different blocks as he's still tryna moisten (Washed)
Bro just said one drop on a opp
One chop had his vocal broken (Neckshot)
We beat man out of his head
Curled up in the bed but the gov ain′t spoken
Don't trust anyone in the can
He can be your right hand and pree up the soakin′ (Urgh)
Free up, free up my goons in the jailhouse
Bang 'til the gates break open (Free 'em)
Free up, free up my goons in the jailhouse
Bang ′til the gates break open (Free ′em)

Hands up, hold this, squeeze then buss
GS corn is a must (Bow, bow, bow)
Pop smoke 'cah everyone′s talkin' tough
Rudeboy, I′m callin' your bluff (Uhm-mhm)
Bare man duss when they heard it′s us (Us)
Tryna squeeze and buss (Bow, bow)
Bare man duss when they heard it's us (Us)
Tryna squeeze and buss (Bow, bow)

Hands up, hold this, squeeze then buss
GS corn is a must (Bow, bow, bow)
Pop smoke 'cah everyone′s talkin′ tough
Rudeboy, I'm callin′ your bluff (Uhm-mhm)
Bare man duss when they heard it's us
Tryna squeeze and buss (Us)
Bare man duss when they heard it′s us
Tryna squeeze and buss (Us)

Mask on then teef that B in the trap
Who teefed that? Me and my darg
That nigga tried bop and then he got whacked
Abuse that dot-dot, plot in the gaff
Barkin' hell, that′s smoke on the crash
He ain't got heart but still wanna do this
Tar don't dash when the .38 clap
Brap, he can feel this wap (Grrrr)
Feel this wap, when they clocked on it′s us (Brap, brap, brap)
See bare man dash
Bark off and the opp boys scream like yats
Me and bro′s tryna chase this batch (Brap)
I just beat off the M, no cap
Got three indictments off my name, I'm gassed
He froze up when he heard I′m back
Fresh home, fresh home, straight back to the cash

Two Rambo blades behind your back
While bro's tryna beat that mash
Big brown booty, rewind her arse on Snap
Let me squeeze that nyash
Eyes roll back, she ′uckin' me off on cam
Man buss on her lash
Stop shinin′ the wrists on 'Gram
It's VS1, it don′t need no flash
Drive out of town for the cash
Fly off the buj and three and a half for the light
I can make that splash
Rap then turn that bread into plaques
HMP, just me and my co-dee locked in the gates, no Zack
We still got halves when we′re breakin' racks
Free up, free up my bro, that′s facts

Hands up, hold this, squeeze then buss
GS corn is a must (Bow, bow, bow)
Pop smoke 'cah everyone′s talkin' tough
Rudeboy, I′m callin' your bluff (Uhm-mhm)
Bare man duss when they heard it's us (Us)
Tryna squeeze and buss (Bow, bow)
Bare man duss when they heard it′s us (Us)
Tryna squeeze and buss (Bow, bow)

Hands up, hold this, squeeze then buss
GS corn is a must (Bow, bow, bow)
Pop smoke ′cah everyone's talkin′ tough
Rudeboy, I'm callin′ your bluff (Uhm-mhm)
Bare man duss when they heard it's us
Tryna squeeze and buss (Us)
Bare man duss when they heard it′s us
Tryna squeeze and buss (Us)

Who made this? JB made this
Ghosty