Free 40 Lyrics by Skrilla
(Feat. YoungBoy Never Broke Again)
Ew
What the ***? What the fucky?
Yeah, it’s me
LegoLand, ***, button boys, we got flautas on these glicks
***, I’m down to bounce up out the V, depend on who I’m with (Come here)
Tell the opps to strike a pose and watch this Draco take a pic (Get ’em)
Hundred rounds go with a “brrt,” it turn a opp right to a zip (Wolf made me do it, uh, damn)
Codeine, mixed Promethazine, I hate when I run out (Damn)
On the deen, I’m gettin’ clean once my new album Z come out (On my mama)
I done bipped inside of strikes, my mama called me out en route (Skrrt), goddamn (Uh, goddamn)
VVS charm on my arm, ***, this a Rollie just for the trenches ( For the trenches)
You ain’t tryna walk down with us, then you gon’ probably just be a witness
Free forty out the can, the judge just gave my dog a sentence (Forty-orty), goddamn (Uh, forty-orty)
Out of town I got my pipe, play with your life and you might lose it
Brodie put the switch on back all his glicks ’cause he gon’ use it
Niggas just ran down and took you as a lick, you ain’t gon’ do ***, what the ***? (You’s a ***)
Doubled-up styrofoam, I dropped the band inside that *** (That’s what I’m sippin’)
Feet on land in Zombieland, ***, I’m the man around this *** (Zombieland)
The way that switchy “brrt,” you get a tan around this ***
***, I done copped all Dracos, loaded up on Faygos, just to sip (Damn)
I’m from the bottom (Dirty), Bikini Bottom, who knew Patrick be a star? (Who knew?)
Five-star restaurants, a bad *** eatin’ caviar
Five-star headtappers, YN’s remind me of Avatar (No bap)
LegoLand, ***, button boys, we got flautas on these glicks (LegoLand)
***, I’m down to bounce up out the V, depend on who I’m with (Button boys)
Tell the opps to strike a pose and watch this Draco take a pic (Leg shot)
Hundred rounds go with a “brrt,” it turn a opp right to a zip (Should let the opps off, uh)
Codeine (Codeine), mixed Promethazine, I hate when I run out
On the deen, I’m gettin’ clean once my new album Z come out (Z)
I done bipped inside of strikes, my mama called me out en route, goddamn (Out en route, uh)
Goddamn, let me speak, ***
2011 inside my jacket, hundred-round ARP (Top)
One, two, three, four opps gon’ drop, play with 5 inside a of street (Opps)
I’m stuffin’ that molly in my Louis V
She wanna get out her body, I give her a piece
I was aimin’ that Drac’ at his face, this ***-ass *** was tryna use his feet
Out the window with Herm, I’m not runnin’ from beef
Heard the money, we gunnin’ to put you to sleep
Hold your body, that .308 tear up your body
The formula missin’, you need to come cop it and buy it
I’m ready to go, you can try it
While I fire it, I’m holdin’ this *** to the side
Bro got button, but I got built-in FRT inside my blick
It’s gon’ stutter ’cause that’s its language, always angry, havin’ fits
*** wanna bump, ’cause she can’t get a bump
She mad, can’t get a fix
Bro got zombies and I got all the slimes, I tell ’em, “Take a pic” (Take a pic)
Bro got button, but I got built-in FRT inside my blick
It’s gon’ stutter ’cause that’s its language, always angry, havin’ fits
*** wanna bump, ’cause she can’t get a bump
She mad, can’t get a fix
Bro got zombies and I got all the slimes, I tell ’em, “Take a pic”
LegoLand, ***, button boys, we got flashlights on these blicks
***, I’m down to bounce up out the V, depend on who I’m with
Tell the opps to strike a pose and watch this Draco take a pic
Hundred rounds go with a “brrt,” it turn a opp right to a zip (Uh)
Codeine, mixed Promethazine, I hate when I run out
On the deen, I’m gettin’ clean once my new album Z come out
I done bipped inside of strikes, my mama called me out en route, goddamn (Uh)