Dark Lo – Free El Chapo lyrics

[Intro]
“Just know, like

[?] catch us like
We on a road situated, you hear me?
[?] obh shit, you hear me?
You know what time it is”

[Hook]
Although you niggas hated, we illuminated
Keep your eye on the team, watch for new behaviors
Reincarnated, Noriega
A headshot a block away, that’s a lay-up
You losing weight or you get your weight up
Recording, fuck her from the back, look, I got my leg up
Probably cut the bitch off, she had on makeup
I had on Timbs, they wasn’t laced up

[Verse 1]
It’s the fire starter, you should try harder
Guess I’m stuck in my ways, I ain’t wear no joggers
And I don’t hear no bloggers
Shoot his block up, it look like Pearl Harbor
Money to my momma, pearls go to Marla
Dominican blood, we had a deal in Harlem
You a hothead, boy, I’m cool as autumn
A pussy what we call them, first time we saw them
Ron Harvey up, shoot his party up
North Philly up, esr [?]
All these dead bodies dropping, it don’t bother us
The streets fathered us, he acknowledged us
Just bust the shit, fuck the caliber
It’s the Great White Lo, it’s no challengers
This shit is timeless, no calenders
Then they went and bit our slang, piranhaed us

[Hook]
Although you niggas hated, we illuminated
Keep your eye on the team, watch for new behaviors
Reincarnated, Noriega
A headshot a block away, that’s a lay-up
You losing weight or you get your weight up
Recording, fuck her from the back, look, I got my leg up
Probably cut the bitch off, she had on makeup
I had on Timbs, they wasn’t laced up

[Verse 2]
Shoot you down, that’s for sure, old lady, hold the door
Fuck the lady, we’re going on tour, [?], you know it’s yours
They killed my youngin’, they know the score, wed the streets, no divorce
Go platinum, no support, who delivers, it’s off course
We could get a million if y’all stay on course
Then it’s million after million, we go back and forth
Know I ain’t perfect, y’all, I got to say first of all
Free El Chapo, but when he cried, the shit hurt me, dog
Shooters popping up like herpes, dog
I was taught by dope fiends you can’t jerk me, dog
Cold as ice cream, used to have hoop dreams
Let a [?], that’s my mood swing
You’s a amateur, I’ma damage ya
I’m in the building, firm handshake to the janitors
I’m in the building, same handshake to the managers
It’s like a hundred [?], skateboarding down the banister

[Hook]
Although you niggas hated, we illuminated
Keep your eye on the team, watch for new behaviors
Reincarnated, Noriega
A headshot a block away, that’s a lay-up
You losing weight or you get your weight up
Recording, fuck her from the back, look, I got my leg up
Probably cut the bitch off, she had on makeup
I had on Timbs, they wasn’t laced up

[Outro]
Know I ain’t perfect, y’all, I got to say first of all
Free El Chapo, but when he cried, the shit hurt me, dog

“He ain’t ain’t no deuce
It’s a motherfucking shermhead
You take him Besty, debt on you
You gonna owe areas, 10 boxes
These peckerwoods gon’ make it real expensive, Bobby
This is an og call, I’m keeping it”