Free Sean (feat. ChrisJaylen)

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Bitch I got a Mossburg, 500 on that shit
With the clips too, it came extended with this shit
I got bombs too, like Osama with the shits
I got drugs too, like what you need in this bitch
Think its all cool, shots hittin' at yo ribs like
I'm the general of this shit, like who you?
Bullets bustin' down his face like its RedTube
TV hold it down, cause a nigga need to
XP on this shit, nigga finna breeze through
Nigga CJ on this shit, finna clean through
Nigga AK-47, and it's see-through
Nigga, you got hella guns, nigga me too
Niggas said that he been upping sticks nigga, me too
Shoot 'em in his stomach till that nigga see-through
Sean tuned in from the cell, nigga free you
Nigga said nobody finna listen, nigga he do
I stick it in her booty, she say, oh no
Bad bitch, bounce up on the dick, I call her yo-yo
Should I f*ck another opp hoe? shit, YOLO
I hit and now she tryna spend the night, I tell her, no, no
Had to kick out the spot, I had to kick her out the room
This bitch was tryna send me right to my doom
This bitch was tryna get me hit with the boom
So like Big Shaq, I hit her with the Skiddy Kaq Boom
Puffed up the blunt, pussy boy wouldn't pass the spliff
Now he in his yard getting bagged, you catch my drift?
Shake shake, then I drop down, this is not no rift
Fired off the Chuck E. Cheese bag, you lost ya shift
Sean on the cell talking bout, I'mma beat yo ass
Ya locked up, so you get a pass
Bro been smelling like that ass grass, when he pass the gas
Sean suga drawers in the pen, playing pass the ass
That's the nuke when I touch down
Got a LMG, I came to mag dump and bust rounds
Going ghost ops, UAV it was inbound
These niggas tried to keep up with da gang, but can't hold ground
Twelve-gauge, hit 'em in his shit, like haduken
Ran off with the SSN, niggas stupid
My bitch booty movin', told her, let's make a movie
Don't matter what you sayin', only matter if you prove it
Henny got me woozy, my liver been polluted
Pack-a-Punched Glock, with a switch to ya face
At the Gally Grub and I ain't serving shit but face
I got two guns, the D-Machine and Ray-K
I been goin hard, and that's why they callin' me Ray J
She ain't getting dick, that's why yo bitch be having tantrums
Don't care about these bitches, long as grandma say I'm handsome
TVXP, we finna drop another anthem
Just took a nigga bitch, but she ain't getting held for ransom
Went to blinker city, now I'm seeing 5-D
It fried a nigga brain, like I been on 5G
Yo bitch was on her knees, she was sucking five D's
I made a couple G's selling five QP's
Yo whole flow was ass, I'mma keep five beans
Sean talking bout he gon' escape, what's the plan though?
Everyday you up at Grind O'clock, can't up a band though?
Tried to tell Sean that his ass not Rambo
You know it's Twonny Von and XP to the bando
And we ain't even thugs, so why we cappin' to the fans though?

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