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27 Freestyle Video (MV)




Performed By: BN7NE
Language: English
Length: 1:33
Written by: Mason Crandall




BN7NE - 27 Freestyle Lyrics
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20 27 27
Uh
27 27
Okay
27 27
Check the check I promise it won't bounce
And I'm only slidin' on em for certain amounts
Red dot on his head turn that bitch into a mouse
Started actin' up so I had to shut him down
Bitch I had this stick for so long I thought I came with it
Louis Duffel bag on my arm bitch I came with it
Tryna get the belt off my draws she wanna play with it
Everybody tryna be my friend they ain't gang with it
Rosie and it's tatted on my wrist you ain't really bout it
Gold up on my neck I got drip and I see you drownin
27 why they still call me a kid
Keep on talkin' to me I'll show you that I'm No jit
If you disrespect me you can bet that it's gon' end
They think I'm crazy how I'm movin' Got em sick
Wait bring the beat back I'm not finished goin' in
I'm so lit I've been smokin' till your friends
Drink the drink now I'm twisted off this shit
Airport lost my bags but I don't care I'll buy it back
I can't make it back cause I make money too fast
If you talkin' to me weird I can promise you won't last
27 Club ain't for me that shit is wack
Uh uh
27
Uh uh Uh uh uh uh
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20 27 27
Uh
27 27
Okay
27 27
Check the check I promise it won't bounce
And I'm only slidin' on em for certain amounts
Red dot on his head turn that bitch into a mouse
Started actin' up so I had to shut him down
Bitch I had this stick for so long I thought I came with it
Louis Duffel bag on my arm bitch I came with it
Tryna get the belt off my draws she wanna play with it
Everybody tryna be my friend they ain't gang with it
Rosie and it's tatted on my wrist you ain't really bout it
Gold up on my neck I got drip and I see you drownin
27 why they still call me a kid
Keep on talkin' to me I'll show you that I'm No jit
If you disrespect me you can bet that it's gon' end
They think I'm crazy how I'm movin' Got em sick
Wait bring the beat back I'm not finished goin' in
I'm so lit I've been smokin' till your friends
Drink the drink now I'm twisted off this shit
Airport lost my bags but I don't care I'll buy it back
I can't make it back cause I make money too fast
If you talkin' to me weird I can promise you won't last
27 Club ain't for me that shit is wack
Uh uh
27
Uh uh Uh uh uh uh
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Writer: Mason Crandall
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