[Verse 1: Young Cooley] Cooley Cooley fuck y'all niggas talkin' bout Had to make em' run cause they already done walked it out School teacher chalk em' out Shoots-out at the Waffle House Watch your mouth F'n is the reason they bring coffins out (Okay now) Fuckin end the game if I can't pull a million out Fuck y'all catching feelings for? We living what the lyrics bout Oh my God then, I bring them other spirits out Black cards we gone clear it out Foreign broads gone hear me out Freebars cause we ain't paid shit Me and Bandit Gang known for doing Summer mansion shit Front row groupies who be throwing they panties on the stage quick And y'all niggas ain't hot unless you tryna play in shit(oh)
[Hook: Bandit Gang Marco] We popping shit Ho you know we popping shit Audemars cost thirty thousand jewelers think we got the bricks We popping shit Ho you know we popping shit 20's, 10's and 50's with them 100's right on top of it Yeah we got them freebars, them freebars You know we got them freebars, them freebars Ho you know we got them freebars, them freebars You know we got them freebars We just popping shit Fuck around and pop yo bitch
[Verse 2: Bandit Gang Marco] Bitch I got them freebars, freebars My notes they in the penitentiary Yo bitch love Oohyie and put an @ and you can mention me I'm gone she missing me I'm here you history (Hol up) And I'm popping shit bitch my pop on mystery (Hol up, hol up, lets go!) 3 stiff y'all niggas do some with that piff We stiff arming these fat hoes, them lil pounds has gotten lift Nigga feel my drift two-seater Keep the Desert Eagle, two-heaters Keep the 40 like glocc do, aim for the eyes like creepers Tah, you know the rest getting these hoes for a check I ain't stun these young hoes, strive next to crow nest (crow nest old hoes) Freebars yeah we got freebars! Bitch you listenin' to a star!
[Hook]Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
