Free Vea
 作词 : Kentrell Gaulden/Gene Simon Wagenaar/Vonte’ Van Pran/Henry Bingham
 作曲 : Kentrell Gaulden/Gene Simon Wagenaar/Vonte’ Van Pran/Henry Bingham
[Intro]
(Henry, you ate this one)
(Cxshmxde)
They ready?
You know I be askin' 'cause I don't wanna be just take off
Least I'ma give you a fair fight, let's do it
What? What?
Nigga, Top, bitch
What? What? Ayy
Top of the coat
Ayy, we be on that smack a nigga shit all day (What it is?)
You hear me?
Northside 38, 4KT, pussy-ass niggas
Look, look, look
[Verse 1]
Who the **** you plan on spinnin' on? Bitch, I'm a boss and I get off
Me and my youngin walk you down
I don't wanna talk, let's bang it out
I'm paid to pop that shit on songs
My gangster bitch who found his home
My gangster bitch roll, Pistol P when he was bangin' with that chrome
Nigga, ah-ha, what you said?
Bombs overhead, nigga go, blrrt
Have Vultures at your head
Cutters when we move, cutters in the trunk, nigga, cutters by the bеd
Nigga take a rifle and they snipе 'em, get it through his head
Gangster, how we ****in' played
Ayy, we be thuggin' bad, the police wanna come raid some (Ayy)
Opps know we cut up bad, get on they ass and stain some

[Chorus]
Glocks, Carbons, FNs and ARPs
9s, Smith & Wessons, .40s, nigga, and we got XDs

[Verse 2]
Out the window, I'm gon' squeeze this rapper, leave with this machine
All black [?] we in the streets, tryna paint some to the scene
On the curb we swerved and rock out, I tell Trell, "Fly to me"
**** a nigga, I ain't never worried, I live my life like c'est la vie
With this stick, I plan to kill
Nigga, stop the whip, we can get on feet
The stock on flip hangin' on your waist
Let's hop in here, I'ma make shit bleed
Come off the hip, take off his face
Another smacked 'em, youngins trill
I been playin' 'em all close, I want 'em killed, **** 'em
I been plannin' all year, I want 'em drilled, **** 'em
Nigga, bring your ass in here, you know we clutchin', what we got?
[Chorus]
Glocks, Carbons, FNs and ARPs
9s, Smith & Wessons, .40s, nigga, and we got XDs

[Verse 3]
Nigga, what the business is? (Ayy)
Who the witness is?
I'll get you ****ed good by a thot and get your stupid ass killed, boy
Press who? We packin' steel, boy
Still tryna gutter with these cutters
Free my mother****in' Vulture, thug, I love you (Blrrt)

[Outro]
What we got?
Chops, Glocks and Carbons, 15s, we got 'em
Chops, Glocks and Carbons, 15s, we got 'em
Chops, Glocks and Carbons, 15s, we got 'em
Chops, Glocks and Carbons, 15s, nigga, yeah
(Henry, you ate this one)