FreeBobbyShmurda

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Ameer Vann] All black Snub with the hammer, pull back One squeeze in the air like that Blood on that mothafuckin' baseball cap Pull that wig right back, got a switchblade Leavin' thousand of niggas in dismay Take a slug to the chest from the six gauge Niggas fucked around and made a mistake Comin' this way with that fuck boy shit I'm the grim reaper here to snatch yo bitch Got her body knowing from that hydro shit Tell her "baby girl, better rock them hips" "Better show me what you got, 'fore I gotta let this ratchet pop sh-" Show me what that ass about Robbin' mothafuckas, man, I swear I can't stop Hittin' these switches, watch the whole slap drop Got the baddest thotties in the seat Watchin' niggas splee when my blades hit the street So when I'm creepin' 'round your corner Better know that you a mothafuckin' goner Somebody told me "heard a best place for a loner" Good, 'cause all I give a fuck about is pussy, weed, money Better run from me, huntin' snitches and snow bunnies out the window Puffin' in-door Never heard a nigga so cold on the intro This tape's are blood, my only friend know (Hahahaha) I'm-I'mma fuck around and kill all y'all niggas Grabbed a sawed-off and straight slaught all niggas It's getting cold, eyes red, I'm a heartless nigga With a real bad temper and a hairpin trigger So anything I want, I'mma just go get it I take no hostage and I leave no witness I give no fucks, the epitome of villain So much more than a menace They wonder who can kill this And how he fuckin' cool with all that blood he be spillin'? See me on your block, better know that you are finished Blast a couple hundred rounds and I'm gone in a instance All black [Verse 2: Kevin Abstract] I'm still scared of myself They don't fear me at all Look like I'm Timothy [?] 'em and they me then I'm still seeing demons in the phone Ain't shit change, boy I stayed the same, boy I just changed my name, boy A lot that changed a little boy There's a time when we hanged as little kids I look like Django I talk like Leo Grand Theft Auto Negros are told "no" "Don't belong here no mo'" "This world ain't safe for your soul, so" Why you still around? We see the blood comin' From the [?] [?] [?] [?] [Verse 3: Matt Champion] Why, why, why, baby, you be out the "why", huh? Yeah, you could save your pussy for me I can make a little money for ya Mascara, all black, huh, fat little ass I'mma make a stack, right? No tax, right? Pinpin' in the 'burbs, sellin' bitches through the summer Half 'em turn into mothers And half 'em payin' for college, 'cause daddy don't wanna love her Hol' up, what the fuck? Bitch, what the fuck you cryin' for? This your job now, pull up late night with a bitch Clientele be ripe in this bitch We got tight, got all kinds of bitch Young or old, I don't give a shit We be lurkin' in the night, right? She screamin' "I don't wanna go in" Now you tryna get an attitude? Bitch, get the fuck in the house, I ain't got time for you 'Member sittin' in class? It was all good (Right? It was good) But now it's different (Shit) Fuck, now it's different (Are you okay?) Now it's different