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free key - realrichizzo lyrics

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[intro]
(f*ckyousmly)
uh*huh
h*llo? (bounce)
he here
you said what?
n*gga, he here
what he got on?
he got a off*white hoodie on
alright (but i ain’t shelf)
i’ma call you back
it’s on the ‘wood

[chorus]
yeah (yeah), drop the lo’ (uh*huh)
ain’t no spots inside the rental, we gon’ stash ’em in the floor
b*tch, the striker on the way, mask up, we finna go (skrrt)
lil’ bro just called back, blow the light, it’s fo’ sure
i just robbed him for his chain, gang ate him out his rollie (he dead)
my favorite hat still on this glock, it ain’t for sale, this a trophy
he on a couch, i’m at his window with the drac’, yeah, i’m nosey (brrt)
chopper kickin’, n*gga triеd to block the shots, he a goalie

[verse]
boys comin’, had to run back to thе whip, n*gga, drive (drive)
i’m a troll, the only time i play my opps is when they die (ha)
i was signin’ for an m, heard they shot ’em in his eye (faceshot)
i just jumped out on a chase, now i’m waitin’ on my ride
he ain’t tryna catch a b, n*ggas actin’ weird on me (uh*huh)
we just caught an opp lackin’, finna have a ceremony (boy)
i’m wearin’ levi jeans, but it got denim tears on it (i’m dripped)
ain’t never spanked a belt, they ain’t scored in years on us, n*gga (belt gang)
a hundred k? (huh?) i got a million (uh*huh)
what you call a n*gga who ain’t slidin’? a civilian
got his apt, i’m finna walk inside his building (apartment)
caught his ass at wendy, i ain’t never f*cked with williams (wendy williams)
i can go to johnny dang, but i might just do veneers (uh*huh)
bro left in and came back with a watch, i told ’em grab a souvenir was thinkin’ ’bout a track, head told me do the urus (skrrt)
told dukes i’m rich now, quit her job, this sh*t serious (this sh*t serious, mom)
to everybody talkin’ down, b*tch, i’m finna go up (uh*huh)
got drunk and f*cked an opp b*tch, me and skoob tore up
ain’t use to have a mattress, now i’m finna blow up (blow mattress)
got a drop at eight am, i’m finna go wake bro up (get up)
grab yo’ gun, glasses and yo’ drill gear, we finna slide, ayy
we finna slide, uh, we finna slide, uh
start the strike, put in the drop, we finna slide, haha
we finna ride, haha, he finna die, n*gga
[chorus]
yeah (yeah), drop the lo’ (uh*huh)
ain’t no spots inside the rental, we gon’ stash ’em in the floor
b*tch, the striker on the way, mask up, we finna go (skrrt)
lil’ bro just called back, blow the light, it’s fo’ sure
i just robbed him for his chain, gang ate him out his rollie (he dead)
my favorite hat still on this glock, it ain’t for sale, this a trophy
he on a couch, i’m at his window with the drac’, yeah, i’m nosey (brrt)
chopper kickin’, n*gga tried to block the shots, he a goalie

[outro]
yeah, free key
free the belts, free the belts
r.i.p. jumpout
uh*huh
this the biggest shark tappin’ in, n*gga
belt gang mafia
r.i.p. jumpout, n*gga, free them boys
i be on somethin’, n*gga, y’all n*ggas know what the f*ck goin’ on
yeah, n*gga, welcome to inkster

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