paroles de chanson Free Smoke - J4 Krazy

If i get they address we get them stretched
You just now finding out that ima killer, your a shooter lets go find the difference out
Dont take your BM out of town cause i dont want her missing out
I take a flight get out of town soon as i shoot the engine out
You the one that started but regardless ima clear it out
Tryna spin on cant bend the corner knock the wheels up off it
Say she want me now hoe settle down i got too many spouses
All my brothers soulja slinging K's an yea i been around it
Pull up stop the car shoot through the house bitch how this gun sounding
Them hoes on go for me and suck for free wont get no funds around me
Where im at, bitch im behind you why the fuck your heart pounding
Niggas think they YB on the net until i paint his house red
Just kick the door and swing the pole i came to leave em left for dead
Them shells gone hit the floor dont touch the door and thats a case closed
They know how im coming about little Jay he better lay low
Sliding back to back with glocks and tecs to get his face known
Now that bitch on Instagram keep talking bout her bae gone
And we got the drop on your ass so fuck yo gender role
You was down to ride for his ass now your wig gone
Now his family crying got him mad like they want hell of smoke
Grab a gun and slide for his ass and get your head blown
Bitch we got that free smoke you must want the promo code
Niggas on that bitch shit wont try me like a hoe
Bout his name we on his head and he'll be dead before the day gone
Niggas want that free smoke but i wont give his ass a poke
Give his ass smoke now look around that boy done turned ghost
Out the window with this chopper Florida health just got his name wrote
Got two Michael Jordan's but i hit him with the Rondo
Ain't gone die when its your time we just gonna slide and slang that iron hoe
Bitch i play for keeps so play with me you gone get fired up
Watching me gone make it seem im not just know im riding on them
Glock 9's and chopper with a hundred when we slide on them
Blair give me locations what u thinking u gone hide from me
Lay that murder game down just let me know is you gone die for it
And i beat shit, i know that dont nobody want no beef jhit
You creep jhit might can learn from me the way i creep shit and we smoke niggas
Bitch you wanna be that new pack aint no chit chat
We get the drop we swing and blitz that
Where your head at niggas never wanna use that
We knock it off that boy mortician finna have to glue it back
He wanna talk about it tell me where the fuck they do that at
Bitch i got extra mags, i hawk them down this AR screw his ass
Aye bro no Nike gimmicks when u swing the door just do his ass
This aint a U-haul truck the chopper got a way to move his ass
Take his face from him the coroners aint gone know who knew his ass
And fuck his white flag the only thing i see is soulja rags
Yea bitch im like that your mama just gone want ya life back
Yea bitch im like that your mama just gone want ya life back

Free smoke, give him a dose
Free smoke, give him a dose
Free smoke, give him a dose
Free smoke, give him a dose
Free smoke, give him a dose