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Free them boys, we them (me and Spiff)
Ayy, free them boys, we them (keep one on the hip, yeah)
Ayy, free them boys, we them boys, bitch (yeah, ayy) (Big Papito)

Pop out with my ice on, Mr. Get Them Pints Gone
F*ck you want a price for? You ain't coppin' slabs, nigga
Bad bitch tell me that I'm better than her last nigga (duh)
Rat bitch love me for throwin' 4s and droppin' Fives, nigga
Doggy still be cashin' shit, f*ck her good, then pass the bitch
Wayward down to Gratiot bitch, I probably made a ticket there
If I'm in there, them sticks in there, them Bloods in there, we blitzin' that
Front to back, bring triple back, on 85 for these fetties
Cuddy's talkin' sixty five, that's only 'cause his fiends paid that
F*ck it, put a one on 'em and ship 'em out
Ice bowls, ice bowls, I said, "I got 'em" (I do)
iPhones, iPhones, I still got 'em (I do)
We take a jet to the bed, they buyin' vests before they stride
I guess we know who not the killers, rest in peace, free my niggas
Ric called, Apple called, then Skeet (hello?)
Murray called, 'Onte called, then MD (hello?)
White Runtz (exotic), Pink Runtz, four a piece (I got 'em)
Moneybagg (who else?), Babyface, EST
Buss down, touchdown then repeat it
Sixty-five a gram, nigga, who can beat it?
Red Eye, then the Demon, f*ck the Urus
Some youngings caught me slippin', I ain't trippin', got insurance
Bitch, I'm back again, I'm strapped again, you get whacked again
They got the Hemmys, forgot the Benz, I put ten on each
I know his mans, I know his bitch, I do not forget
Give me a week, ask about young, he do not exist

Thump shit, thump shit, doggy 'nem thump shit
Slump shit, slump shit, doggy 'nem slump shit
Kill niggas, real niggas, a bitch can get it too
What about your youngings, doggy? My youngings killers too
Thump shit, thump shit, doggy 'nem thump shit (gonna thump sum', gonna thump sum')
Slump shit, slump shit, doggy 'nem slump shit (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Kill niggas, real niggas, a bitch can get it too (yeah, you know what's up)
(EST, Skcretch Gang)
What about your youngings, doggy? My youngings killers too (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

This fat bitch, I remember you (I remember)
You been a ho since middle school (been a bitch)
Dead or sippin' soup from off a spoon (mmm)
That's what this switcher do (brrp, brrp)
Cappin' niggas pitiful (niggas showin')
Condition never critical (niggas lyin')
He die before he even knew (he was dead)
Get some blood on all that blue (shoot him dead)
Face shot, trappin' in the spot
Makin' my H lock (makin' my dawg lock)
"How you get that rich before you sign?" (Mmm)
Shit, I had eight spots (I had like eight on)
In and out, can't stop
Two stoves, eight pots (Yeah, mmm, eight pots)
One on every burner (every burner)
We the ones who do the murders (murders)
Whacked his younger brother and the big one (mmm)
"Shh," I know it hurt him (I know it hurt your feelings)
I ain't accidentally puttin' niggas under (mmm)
Shit on purpose (ain't accidentally kill nothing)
It was rumors but I heard it (yeah)
Hit 'em four times with that burner (four times with that AR)
Know we thump shit, thump shit (thump sum, thump sum)
Geeski 'nem thump shit (you know we thump shit)
What else you need to know about 'em?
Pshh, he can't be f*cked with (yeah, we can't be f*cked with)
Set a nigga up or somethin' (set somthin' up)
Bitch, f*ck all that slut shit (f*ck all that slut shit)
Let me pop this Perc' before we f*ck
Bitch, I might nut quick (wait, wait, I might nut fast)
Premature, come to shootin' that blower
Always bust quick (mmm, nigga always bust fast)

Thump shit, thump shit, doggy 'nem thump shit (yeah, you know we thump shit)
Slump shit, slump shit, doggy 'nem slump shit (yeah, mmm, you know we thump shit)
Kill niggas, real niggas, a bitch can get it too
What about your youngings, doggy? My youngings killers too
Thump shit, thump shit, doggy 'nem thump shit
Slump shit, slump shit, doggy 'nem slump shit
Kill niggas, real niggas, a bitch can get it too
What about your youngings, doggy? My youngings killers too
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Free them boys, we them (me and Spiff)
Ayy, free them boys, we them (keep one on the hip, yeah)
Ayy, free them boys, we them boys, bitch (yeah, ayy) (Big Papito)

Pop out with my ice on, Mr. Get Them Pints Gone
F*ck you want a price for? You ain't coppin' slabs, nigga
Bad bitch tell me that I'm better than her last nigga (duh)
Rat bitch love me for throwin' 4s and droppin' Fives, nigga
Doggy still be cashin' shit, f*ck her good, then pass the bitch
Wayward down to Gratiot bitch, I probably made a ticket there
If I'm in there, them sticks in there, them Bloods in there, we blitzin' that
Front to back, bring triple back, on 85 for these fetties
Cuddy's talkin' sixty five, that's only 'cause his fiends paid that
F*ck it, put a one on 'em and ship 'em out
Ice bowls, ice bowls, I said, "I got 'em" (I do)
iPhones, iPhones, I still got 'em (I do)
We take a jet to the bed, they buyin' vests before they stride
I guess we know who not the killers, rest in peace, free my niggas
Ric called, Apple called, then Skeet (hello?)
Murray called, 'Onte called, then MD (hello?)
White Runtz (exotic), Pink Runtz, four a piece (I got 'em)
Moneybagg (who else?), Babyface, EST
Buss down, touchdown then repeat it
Sixty-five a gram, nigga, who can beat it?
Red Eye, then the Demon, f*ck the Urus
Some youngings caught me slippin', I ain't trippin', got insurance
Bitch, I'm back again, I'm strapped again, you get whacked again
They got the Hemmys, forgot the Benz, I put ten on each
I know his mans, I know his bitch, I do not forget
Give me a week, ask about young, he do not exist

Thump shit, thump shit, doggy 'nem thump shit
Slump shit, slump shit, doggy 'nem slump shit
Kill niggas, real niggas, a bitch can get it too
What about your youngings, doggy? My youngings killers too
Thump shit, thump shit, doggy 'nem thump shit (gonna thump sum', gonna thump sum')
Slump shit, slump shit, doggy 'nem slump shit (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Kill niggas, real niggas, a bitch can get it too (yeah, you know what's up)
(EST, Skcretch Gang)
What about your youngings, doggy? My youngings killers too (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

This fat bitch, I remember you (I remember)
You been a ho since middle school (been a bitch)
Dead or sippin' soup from off a spoon (mmm)
That's what this switcher do (brrp, brrp)
Cappin' niggas pitiful (niggas showin')
Condition never critical (niggas lyin')
He die before he even knew (he was dead)
Get some blood on all that blue (shoot him dead)
Face shot, trappin' in the spot
Makin' my H lock (makin' my dawg lock)
"How you get that rich before you sign?" (Mmm)
Shit, I had eight spots (I had like eight on)
In and out, can't stop
Two stoves, eight pots (Yeah, mmm, eight pots)
One on every burner (every burner)
We the ones who do the murders (murders)
Whacked his younger brother and the big one (mmm)
"Shh," I know it hurt him (I know it hurt your feelings)
I ain't accidentally puttin' niggas under (mmm)
Shit on purpose (ain't accidentally kill nothing)
It was rumors but I heard it (yeah)
Hit 'em four times with that burner (four times with that AR)
Know we thump shit, thump shit (thump sum, thump sum)
Geeski 'nem thump shit (you know we thump shit)
What else you need to know about 'em?
Pshh, he can't be f*cked with (yeah, we can't be f*cked with)
Set a nigga up or somethin' (set somthin' up)
Bitch, f*ck all that slut shit (f*ck all that slut shit)
Let me pop this Perc' before we f*ck
Bitch, I might nut quick (wait, wait, I might nut fast)
Premature, come to shootin' that blower
Always bust quick (mmm, nigga always bust fast)

Thump shit, thump shit, doggy 'nem thump shit (yeah, you know we thump shit)
Slump shit, slump shit, doggy 'nem slump shit (yeah, mmm, you know we thump shit)
Kill niggas, real niggas, a bitch can get it too
What about your youngings, doggy? My youngings killers too
Thump shit, thump shit, doggy 'nem thump shit
Slump shit, slump shit, doggy 'nem slump shit
Kill niggas, real niggas, a bitch can get it too
What about your youngings, doggy? My youngings killers too
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Writer: Dion Marquise Hayes, George Stone, John Bryant Scherer
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.

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