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letra de free all the guys, pt. 2 - 23 binladen, jackboi, stackupseason & streameum

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[intro: jackboi]
i gotta walk around with my pole
these n-ggas fake and i would never know
nah, that’s why i got, mhm
fake and i would never know
(keystone)
nah, that’s why i movin’ alone
mm
(dt beats)
uh

[verse 1: jackboi]
i gotta walk ’round with my pole
these n-ggas fake and i would never know
nah, that’s why i movin’ alone
i’m in the trap, it’s just me and a phone
uh, they get it right off the stove
uh, i know i can’t go
i know my opps are broke
yo, let’s go
i’m whippin’ up two bricks on the stove
if that girl she a ho, b-tch do the cros
i got a drop on a lo’
i’ll never fold
your b-tch listen to me, she do as she told
i’m goin’ out west and she say i’m a ghost
i know she a fan she be likin’ my posts
we caught that boy lackin’, we made him a nose
then we go out to eat ’cause we makin’ a toast
[verse 2: stackupseason]
we get the drop, broad day he gettin’ blitzed in the field
i ain’t scared to go hop in that car, lil’ n-gga i ain’t need no pill
my cro tallied up, he confirmin’ them k!lls
[?] all of the men, sh-t, sh-t really give me the chills
all of this motion, not that they notice
in my amiris, 17, be totin’
opps on the internet trollin’, jokin’
[?] one drill n-gga, you had no portions
my lil’ bro [?] p-ssed off
i was just eighteen, cartier wrist watch
i sit back, watch the play just like a pitch off
i go to the stu’, i get high, i make hits bro
i been runnin’ ’round [?] town, but they still need to free twin up (free twin)

[verse 3: jackboi & 23 binladen]
free twin, uh, cro’s just tryna get it in
flushing packs man, i”m just tryin’ to win
i’m up on the strip tryna break down the dizz
i’ll show you what it is, how to make a flip
glizzy in my pocket not my hip
outta the province cause i’m tryna build (i’m geekin’)
i pop me two pills
we in the field, we tryna spill
walk a n-gga down, might give me the chills
go out west, get it for real
i made a hunnid, without a deal
i’m with the gang members perkin’ steel
we spot a opp, the he get filled
only push bust down sh-t on the hills
jump back in the v, quick with the wheels
just tryna creep, leave some spillled
these n-ggas just watch [?], they’re not real
if i bring out the thirty, you know it’s filled
i’m out with the youngin’s tryna drill
pull up with the black truck on the curb
catch me with the henchmen, movin’ thorough
she know i got motion, now she wanna chill
[?] gangnem for the thrill

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