Freewave 5 - LUCKI

Aye Sawbuck tell em' whatchya on

Shit I’m boolin mane

Haha, lemme hit that dope though

Aye, Freewave, Freewave, Freewave

Aye, Aye, Aye

Aye, Aye

10 hunnid, Sawbuck, Freewave

Gangsta Grillz Jr

Cut and sew Supreme baby this is not no Polo

Underdog shawty, dodging balls from them dojos

Posted by the store, I’ll be the door, by my high school whore

She know that I’m gone, it’s a rope, she gon' clear my soul

Or attitude, and ain’t no healing mine

Judge them off first impressions, His jewelry sad as mine

It’s one of them and one of them

She it’s more than water duh

So she just gon' cater to me whenever I need it

I read it, like oh so clear

Under your words is braille on there

But I’m trying to peep it

But your voice led to deceiving

The laughing

Lean stains on my hoodie, laugh it out

That’s the high fashion

Busting down a zip like it’s the first pick of the draft man

Pumping out my grandma’s house like fuck trap it’s a gas can

Bumping on his block, we stole the stash up out his trashcan

And I’m like «aye, aye, aye»

Riding in that Chevy

I’m like «aye, aye»

Sawbuck, he swerving

I’m like «aye, aye»

Aye Sawbuck tell these niggas man, they ain’t fucking with us man

Y’all ain’t fucking with us man, we been doing this shit, fuck you talking

about?

Yo lil goof ass boy

Gangsta Grillz ya bastard!