Freedom

Lyrics
[Intro] Eugh Yo, Flex, run that up Hitsquad, baby Turn me up, KidSpyral Zone shit, no hold shit before I smoke shit, oh shit, P Du-du-du Scratch mixed it We DTG [Chorus] My freedom's at risk (Take risk) every time I'm in whips (Skrrt-skrrt) 'Cah if it ain't machines (Then what?) then it's casheen (Salutes) All I want is a thousand gibs (Milli') But I still gotta slide on pricks, I still gotta hide from the filthy pigs (KMT) Pree how I got filthy gloves (Eugh), I'm just tryna get filthy rich (We DTG) My freedom's at risk (Take risk) every time I'm in whips (Skrrt-skrrt) 'Cah if it ain't machines (Then what?) then it's casheen (Salutes) All I want is a thousand gibs (Milli') But I still gotta slide on pricks, I still gotta hide from the filthy pigs (KMT) Pree how I got filthy gloves (Eugh), I'm just tryna get filthy rich (We DTG) [Verse] Ain't-ain't nothing to D-I-E (Rubber), have you ever been smoking bud and smoked one in your E-Y-E? (Oh shit) Do it likе that, do it one eye shut, tryna put smokе in your E-Y-E (Bap) Browning and lightie, said they wanna fuck with a G like me Shotgun in the field like a farmer (Steppin') We pull up, they all scarper (Cuttin') And my bro, he a blaster blaster Soon, we just shoot then we laughing after This bitch way too bad, she want eat man, she like Jeffrey Dahmer (Yuck) We do up youngers and old heads, coulda been hench or you coulda been marga (Whatever) Hitsquad, baby, hit dons daily, something got touched, they figure it's us (Hitsquad, baby) 'Cah-'cah we just train them trainers (Eugh) or shavers, dip a man up Bruce went 'round there, came back 'round here Something got touched, I'm bigging him up (Yeah, you, yeah) Talk tough, we're drilling it up (Bap) Your bro's in the pot, we're billing him up (Grrt) Botox, we're filling him up Man just pick up my gloves, who's rolling? (Rise up) Ching 'til his eyes them rolling or the ting strike like man just went bowling (Press it up) Pretty little bitch, she golden, hold on babe, can you hold this for me? (Could you?) Bring me the iron smoke and fold him Go ask the paigons, their bros in the sheet (Haha) Come ride for your friends, stop moaning Fuck a CBO, I'm with bronem Black gang posted, ain't you noticed? In jail, I made ten bands, but DST's plan was to bring my phone in (Pricks) That ain't even music money, come on, you know that the gang them loaded (Top of the rankings) You know where the zone is Got my mask and gloves like it's COVID (Oh shit) Looking for yutes, pervy, ahlie? (Where they at though?) Black gang certi, ahlie? (Nah) That's why the feds wanna bird we, ahlie? (Ahlie) Ching man down 'til my wrist goes lazy I did him dirty, ahlie? (Wet him up) Now they wan' hurt me, ahlie? (Yeah) Ok, you feelin' sturdy, ahlie? (Ayy) You must wanna die early, ahlie? [Chorus] My freedom's at risk (Take risk) every time I'm in whips (Skrrt-skrrt) 'Cah if it ain't machines (Then what?) then it's casheen (Salutes) All I want is a thousand gibs (Milli') But I still gotta slide on pricks, I still gotta hide from the filthy pigs (KMT) Pree how I got filthy gloves (Eugh), I'm just tryna get filthy rich (We DTG) My freedom's at risk (Take risk) every time I'm in whips (Skrrt-skrrt) 'Cah if it ain't machines (Then what?) then it's casheen (Salutes) All I want is a thousand gibs (Milli') But I still gotta slide on pricks, I still gotta hide from the filthy pigs (KMT) Pree how I got filthy gloves (Eugh), I'm just tryna get filthy rich (We DTG) [Outro] Oh shit, heavy motion, HSQ, we don't play with yutes, we aim and shoot Yeah, free the boys still, free DSK, free LP, shit, free me, you get me? Bring back Macs, bring Trizz, free Skeng, free Double S, free the team, man You get me? Hitsquad, baby
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- PS Hitsquad