FreeBabyEBG

Lyrics

[Intro] I ride with that cutter, but I don't cut grass We chop his block up, then we get on his ass I ride with that cutter, but I don't cut grass We chop his block up, then we get on his ass I fuck different bitches, I be on them Xans Jump out window with 30 like I'm Peter Pan Caught that boy slippin, he ridin fish bowl Pull out that stick then we snatch his soul (I love DJ GREN8DE) Hmm [Verse] Draco, it's so mini Hmm, he play with the gang, it get deadly See me with another bitch, then she get jealous This 10 Letter shit they dont play with Good Fellas We pop at that boy then send him to the hеavens Lil BJ been smokin that gas He try one of my brothеrs, he don't get no pass When I see the police, you know I run fast I ride with that cutter, but I don't cut grass We chop his block up, then we get on his ass I fuck different bitches, I be on them Xans Jump my window with 30, like I'm peter pan Caught that boy slippin, he ridin fish bowl Pull out that stick then we snatch his soul Free Lil EBG he done hopped in the streets at a young ass age Pull up on a opp with the Jason face I gotta knock em off, I can't catch no case I fuck on that bitch, fifty shades of gray And playin with the gang, First 48 I grab the stick and then i make some shake We poked that boy eye, nigga, with a shank Free Lil EBG, I think about you all the time Lil Bj to me but you stay on my mind You told me to stop fucking with these bitches, stop wasting my time I pull out that Glock, bustin at these niggas, they in the gun line We call em Baby EBG but he poppin out with the .45 I know that these percocets stay in my body She get on my page and she white like iCarly Know Sumo gon' beat the case just like John Gotti I slime a fuck nigga like I was Yak Gotti I give her a Percocet then she get jolly Put a test to that boy but he never watched Johnny I can teach you how to spin a Benz But i just can't go back to jail again Hmm, they know in the mob, I'ma do that job We took that boy cash, nigga had a wad We blessin his ass, don't believe in God These niggas act fishy, catch em wit that rod And my partner gon' shoot em, bet I'll throw that lob I promise nobody taught me how to rob Long live Kyra, they plannin on blitzin' I'm drippin, the 30 clip hang out my Dickies I'm bussin that thang every time i fuck Vicky I'm duckin the head, better know that boy swifty Niggas stabbed me in my back I get up with niggas, don't forget bout that I caught the lil pussy, he the run four-flat This ain't nothin like Disney, I don't like to act I get the hoe drunk, then I'm breakin her back If it ain't a G-Lock, better know that bit' wack He won't be a big dog till we take his hellcat Made like 24 songs 'fore I dropped off this track Take the house to the hills like kojack It's free Lil EBG, he'll be back