freestyle - s3nsi molly & lil brook lyrics
[intro: s3nsi molly]
ooh, yeah, hah
ooh
go
this a nice lil’ beat, hah
word
six7 on the beat
ooh
[verse 1: s3nsi molly]
come through choppin’ down bricks
stiff with a stick, we ain’t goin’ for sh-t
murk with a grin so i’m livin’ a sin
said i was done and i did it again, ayy
water in the pot and watch it lock up, ayy
little trick i learned from my lil’ vato (go), ayy
fill him with hollows, reload
packs overseas and they shippin’ in bows, ayy
slide down, bust, kick back
hrrah, cl!ck clack, ayy
roll the russian with gelato
swerve past the laws like we swervin’ them potholes
count up that chicken, serve custs just like roscoes
travel with packs on my back like i’m pablo
a-b-c, 1-2-3, i spy an opp and we pull up three deep
tag ’em with beams and they freeze
wait ’til they come home and pop out them trees, ayy
hah, wait, y’all thought it was over? ayy
strapped up, windows tinted in a rover, ayy
pull up, skrrt, then shoot
two out the window and one out the roof
no trace on the scene, we ain’t leavin’ no proof
roll us a bean and get geeked and reboot
ooh, ooh, a l!ck
who is that creepin’ up in that crown vic?
i got a chopper if they creep up
give ’em the call, my k!llers eat up
[verse 2: lil brook]
pounds of gelato, it’s straight off the boat
og my wood and it’s makin’ me choke
homicide cases, this sh-t ain’t a joke
shoot at that n-gga, we gon’ make him float
come here lil’ b-tch, and she eat me like chips
shooters with glock, they gon’ bust at your b-tch
n-gga try play, he get smoked like a zip
glock-17 and it came with a grip
ayy, b-tches be sayin’, “no cap,” when they cappin’
n-ggas be rappin’ that sh-t when they lackin’
call up the plug when he get the pack in
we havin’ shootouts, these n-ggas, not stabbin’
i got the glock on my body right now
call ’bout a loss and i don’t say a sound
check out my cup, it got me feelin’ down
pour up a four, feel like i’ma drown
[verse 3: s3nsi molly & lil brook]
i might drown, i’m too deep
n-gga too soft, he get squished like a peep
i’m an og with a glock in the streets
watch how you talkin’ when talkin’ to me
ooh, pull up and pull off, chopper take your top off
pourin’ up drink, sippin’ on wock’
we caught a body, got outlined in chalk
[outro: s3nsi molly & lil brook]
ooh, that’s what you get for talkin’ sh-t
b-tch, hah
ooh
hahaha
(six7 on the beat)
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