笨小笨Free Game (Sped Up|Explicit)歌词由DJ Drama&Lil Uzi Vert&42 Dugg演唱，出自专辑《I’M REALLY LIKE THAT (Sped Up) [Explicit]》，下面是《Free Game (Sped Up|Explicit)》完整版歌词！
Free Game (Sped Up|Explicit)歌词完整版
Free Game (Sped Up|Explicit) - DJ Drama/Lil Uzi Vert/42 Dugg
Lyrics by：T. Simmons/S. Woods/M. Hayes/A. Britten II
Produced by：Antt Beatts
I'm really like that
They like
Get in yo' bag ***** I been in mines
If Mel order four I probably send him five
Kill 'em down Cannon wit' me crippin' tryna kill a five
Oh you don't bang **** same **** still a-get you fried
Drop something then skate off I still remember six to nine
**** dawg he hatin' on me I still be
In this ***** wit' mine DJ Drama
Antt did the track what they talkin' 'bout out here
You niggas can't **** with us
They like
Get in yo' bag ***** I been in mines
If Mel order four I probably send him five
Kill 'em down Cannon wit' me crippin' tryna kill a five
Oh you don't bang **** same **** still a-get you fried
Drop something then skate off I still remember six to nine
**** dawg he hatin' on me I still
Be in this ***** wit' mine Mr Thanksgiving
Did some time like six years how you feelin'
I ain't goin' back don't get killed that's on my nigga
Everybody on finkles still gon' put 'em on the payroll
I could **** whoever ***** my nigga just don't hate on me
I'm straight on you niggas out here still doin sucka ****
I done ****** his main ho his sister and his brother *****
Can't trust a ***** niggas out here starvin'
Doggie send something
I still be sellin' them people on me had to switch up
Been six summers I'm still turnt
Fight who I kill first
Dog on 'em don't deal percs
Street Chanel them real percs
Bae like
What we kickin'
She pop it off by suckin' d**k
She pop it off by suckin' d**k act
Bad like she can get it
I like freak h*es that eat h*es
That slap five when we done
I hate h*e niggas and broke niggas
Catch me with no bums
Got the white arms wit' a clear lens
Can't catch me in my buffs
I done said this **** a hundred times
Can't beef about no sluts
Know I pulled up fresh as ****
In that brand new Lambo truck skrrt off on a dead body
Did a hit right in the foreign it's a big body
Ain't know about it but now you know we did body
Yo' ***** in my crib suckin' my d**k
And she get real sloppy
Ain't wanna tell you that **** dog
'Cause you be in yo' feelings
You ain't doin' no killin' you ain't
Never pay no killers
P***y that ain't Wockhardt you sippin' on penicillin
I'ma stack this money up until I feel the ceiling
I ain't want yo' ***** she looked
At me like really really
I'm in yo' city with these buffs
On like I ain't from Philly
My life ain't silly I woke up and
Then made a milli
TLC mean too much lettuce cheese my ***** look like chili
No I'm never stuck never stuck
Hold my pants up 'cause the 40 tucked
I ain't never meet a ***** that didn't **** something
I ain't never meet a ***** that didn't suck something
Know these niggas
P***y they ain't gon' buss nothing
Nick Cannon walkin' with a big ol' drum
Countin' all this money make me risk my thumbs
Smokin' all these opps make me risk my lungs
