FREE SHIESTY Lyrics – BIG30

[Intro: BIG30 & Big Homiie G]
Blrrrd
Blrrrd, blrrrd
Blrrrd, blrrrd, blrrrd, blrrrd
(SK808, nigga)
Glock came with a switch, if you diss, you get baptized, bitch
Free Shiesty
(Once again, I’m locked in with TP, we finna make a hit)
Blrrrd, blrrrd (Woah)
Free Shiesty, nigga
[Verse 1: Big Homiie G]
Glock came with a switch, if you diss, you get baptized, bitch
See the opps, then I’m firin’, I ain’t never spared shit
I’m from the bottom, they know where I comin’ from
I put an AP on my arm
I ain’t got a safety on my gun, I load a fifty in my drum[Verse 2: BIG30]
I’m on the block with the strap, got a lot of guns
I put a fifty on a Tommy gun
Crippin’ to death, throw up C with the left and throw up BK with the other arm
Come to my hood, get a P, we got underarm
Really can get you a hundred of ’em
Reach for my chain and I’m slumpin’ somethin’
Put that on my two lil’ girls and my only son

[Verse 3: Big Homiie G]
He not a member, he not one
Saw the opps, he ain’t drop one
Hellcat red key, sports mode when the cops come
She a ho, she gon’ f*ck somethin’
How I know? ‘Cause I bust somethin’
Clutchin’, I don’t trust none
Bet I tick, bet I flush somethin’

[Verse 4: BIG30]
Ayy, Cartier, AP, Rollie, blrrrd ring, I’m icy
f*cked his bitch, took his shit, slimed him out, and told him, “Free Shiesty”
Amiri jeans, Glock tucked, fitted hat cocked with a white tee
Street nigga, go ‘cross the globe with a gun and no ID
[Verse 5: Big Homiie G]
You ain’t gotta like me
I get a check like I’m Nike
I still shop with a booster, she striking
I put the year on the streets with a title
I’m out the gates, I done turned to an idol
I’m in this ‘Cat, but it’s really a striker
I keep that fire, I ain’t talkin’ no lighter
I just might fly the bitch out ’cause I like her

[Verse 6: BIG30]
I just might fly a bitch out ’cause I like her, I just might fly a bitch out just to f*ck
I’m in Milwaukee shootin’ dice with Giannis, just made fifty K ’cause I bet on the bucks
CEO status, know I don’t give a f*ck
Slidin’ with them shots, f*ck a bulletproof truck
I poured a four in a twenty ounce, high as a tree house, this a thousand dollar cup

[Outro: BIG30]
Four in a twenty ounce, high as a tree house, this a thousand dollar cup
Every time we out, over a thousand shots in the truck
Over a thousand shots, give a f*ck
Blrrrd, blrrrd
Ayy, blrrrd, blrrrd, blrrrd

FREE SHIESTY Lyrics – BIG30

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