Bless The Booth Freestyle Lyrics

And when we find him, we gon' stretch him (We gon' stretch him)
Heard he lookin' for his match, heat a man up (I heat a man up)
Let's talk bodies, I got several ('Cause I got several)
They stop me at the airport 'cause I keep that metal
Grandson, this that good dope, that shit's stepped on cash sticks (Stepped on)
I be throwin' bullets like I'm [?] far
Broke niggas still went [?] on (Huh?), I go crack hard (Yeah, yeah)
Growin' up bad, I was tryna rob (Huh?), I never crack cards (Nah, nah)
But I play my cards right, never stop that, no lights
I was tryna score for White White (What?), we was shootin' shit on sight (Doom, doom)
Hеsitate? Nah, I don't think twice (Nah), and I show up, no invite (Nah, nah)
Hе tried to run but it ain't end right
They call that the Can'tGetRight

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anonymous February 4, 2021-14:01

heard there was beef knowing von heel pull up no problem talks abt his life and how he gets hit bread and what not
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