Текст песни Free 3VS - Isaya

Told 'em to free my goddamn brudda,
Told 'em to free my goddamn brudda
Tell 'em to free my goddamn brudda
(Yeah, BTF, Batgang, Batgang shit)
Yeah, can't see the blick, that bitch came from up under
I feel like PG, MVP Thunder
I feel like Jeezy, these diamonds on cluster
Can't fuck with these broke ass niggas, they busters
Yellow diamonds man, that shit look like mustard
Red diamonds man, that shit look like ketchup
I seen a opp on the block tell em catch up
I see a opp he get (blrrd) neck up
I send that boy to the doctor, check up
I send that boy to the diamond, tester
My bitch don't use no hands, Tesla
I had a show, I was out in Tribeca
I got a clip on my Glock from a Vector
They tryna' clone ya they tryna' perfect ya
They tryna' check me, they cannot check ya
Huh, yeah, huh, yeah, All black on my Alyx fit
All black on this Glock, it hit
Please don't goddamn die off a diss
We make a fuck nigga rest in piss
He shot that shot and that lil' boy missed
Step, that's my brudda he steppin' on shit
Brik, that's my brudda you die 'bout a brick
Free big 3, give a fuck bout a pig (Free Big 3)
No I don't do me no hair,
But i swear to god Glock gone pull back his wig (grrr)
Boy get smoked like a cig (grrr)
Big dawg, we ain't no kids
Yo bitch comin' in here she get broke like a twig
This bitch infactuated wait until I post pic
That nigga talkin' shit online until i grab stick
Why yo bitch on me? She wanna grab dick
Two sticks on me, feel like Max Payne
I'm the Batman, defeat 'em like Bane
My bitch got metal in her nose like Pain
This is how we do lil' bitch, like The Game
AR-P, hit that boy close range
Broke nigga worried 'bout loose change
It's 'bout a bitch, I could never change
Yeah, can't see the blick, that bitch came from up under
I feel like PG, MVP Thunder
I feel like Jeezy, these diamonds on cluster
Can't fuck with these broke ass niggas, they busters
Yellow diamonds man, that shit look like mustard
Red diamonds man, that shit look like ketchup
I seen a opp on the block tell em catch up
I see a opp he get (blrrd) neck up
I send that boy to the doctor, check up
I send that boy to the diamond, tester
My bitch don't use no hands, Tesla
I had a show, I was out in Tribeca
I got a clip on my Glock from a Vector
They tryna' clone ya they tryna' perfect ya
They tryna' check me, they cannot check ya
(Yeah, yeah, ah, yeah, die off a diss)