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Goonew – Free Smoke, Freak Hoe lyrics
[Intro]
Yeah, gang, yeah, gang, yeah
Know what I'm sayin', go
Goonrich, yeah
Free smoke
Yeah, gang, gang, gang
[Chorus]
Free smoke, free smoke, free smoke, free smoke
Freak ho, freak ho, freak ho, freak ho
Free smoke, free smoke, free smoke, free smoke
Freak ho, freak ho, freak ho, freak ho
[Verse 1]
Traphouse, traphouse, beatin', packs out
Nigga get the fuckin' rats out
Out my fuckin' traphouse right now
Thirty pop him, man down right now
Slide the van doors back right now
Tried the back door but I whacked him
Fox 5, gang gang, Homicide, whack him
Slime him, wipe him, wipe his nose now
Yeah, gang, free my niggas out the chain gang
Call up Quill, he gon' snatch your chain
Free Lil Swerve, he my stick man
Yeah, yeah, gang gang
You know we came with the thing
Chop a brick, Bruce Wayne
Goonrich new chain
Bust it out the paint
Cock it back, I aim
Grah raow raow, bang
Switch it up, Balmain
Ride around with the things
I just caught me a stain
I hit up Blue Flame
I throw a band, ain't a thing
[Chorus]
Free smoke, free smoke, free smoke, free smoke
Freak ho, freak ho, freak ho, freak ho
Free smoke, free smoke, free smoke, free smoke
Freak ho, freak ho, freak ho, freak ho
[Verse 2]
Hit the kitchen, then I water whip
Goonrich been slimin' shit
Finesse his ass for a quarter brick
And I'm still trappin', still on the rip
Come get a pound or a zip
Or a dummy brick, or a quarter zip
Trappin' out the 6, fuckin' on his bitch
Homicide Gang comin' with the glick
Got the junkies comin' back to back, bitch
Lunch line, nigga fiendin' for the sticks
Mama cryin', nigga tryna get rich
And I'm in the trenches still servin' sticks
Pull up on the strip, get your ass dipped
7.62's make his bitch ass dip
I was the one with the Glock on my hip
Bitch ass nigga keep tweetin' 'bout a bitch
Yeah, freak ho, yeah, free smoke
Yeah, geek ho, flyin' 'round with the keys, though
They sing just like Aaliyah, though
I'm catchin' 'em just as the beef on
"Down Bad" is my theme song
Trap beatin' like a beat, though
[Chorus]
Free smoke, free smoke, free smoke, free smoke
Freak ho, freak ho, freak ho, freak ho
Free smoke, free smoke, free smoke, free smoke
Freak ho, freak ho, freak ho, freak ho
Free smoke, free smoke, free smoke, free smoke
Freak ho, freak ho, freak ho, freak ho
Free smoke, free smoke, free smoke, free smoke
Freak ho, freak ho, freak ho, freak ho
Yeah, gang, yeah, gang, yeah
Know what I'm sayin', go
Goonrich, yeah
Free smoke
Yeah, gang, gang, gang
[Chorus]
Free smoke, free smoke, free smoke, free smoke
Freak ho, freak ho, freak ho, freak ho
Free smoke, free smoke, free smoke, free smoke
Freak ho, freak ho, freak ho, freak ho
[Verse 1]
Traphouse, traphouse, beatin', packs out
Nigga get the fuckin' rats out
Out my fuckin' traphouse right now
Thirty pop him, man down right now
Slide the van doors back right now
Tried the back door but I whacked him
Fox 5, gang gang, Homicide, whack him
Slime him, wipe him, wipe his nose now
Yeah, gang, free my niggas out the chain gang
Call up Quill, he gon' snatch your chain
Free Lil Swerve, he my stick man
Yeah, yeah, gang gang
You know we came with the thing
Chop a brick, Bruce Wayne
Goonrich new chain
Bust it out the paint
Cock it back, I aim
Grah raow raow, bang
Switch it up, Balmain
Ride around with the things
I just caught me a stain
I hit up Blue Flame
I throw a band, ain't a thing
[Chorus]
Free smoke, free smoke, free smoke, free smoke
Freak ho, freak ho, freak ho, freak ho
Free smoke, free smoke, free smoke, free smoke
Freak ho, freak ho, freak ho, freak ho
[Verse 2]
Hit the kitchen, then I water whip
Goonrich been slimin' shit
Finesse his ass for a quarter brick
And I'm still trappin', still on the rip
Come get a pound or a zip
Or a dummy brick, or a quarter zip
Trappin' out the 6, fuckin' on his bitch
Homicide Gang comin' with the glick
Got the junkies comin' back to back, bitch
Lunch line, nigga fiendin' for the sticks
Mama cryin', nigga tryna get rich
And I'm in the trenches still servin' sticks
Pull up on the strip, get your ass dipped
7.62's make his bitch ass dip
I was the one with the Glock on my hip
Bitch ass nigga keep tweetin' 'bout a bitch
Yeah, freak ho, yeah, free smoke
Yeah, geek ho, flyin' 'round with the keys, though
They sing just like Aaliyah, though
I'm catchin' 'em just as the beef on
"Down Bad" is my theme song
Trap beatin' like a beat, though
[Chorus]
Free smoke, free smoke, free smoke, free smoke
Freak ho, freak ho, freak ho, freak ho
Free smoke, free smoke, free smoke, free smoke
Freak ho, freak ho, freak ho, freak ho
Free smoke, free smoke, free smoke, free smoke
Freak ho, freak ho, freak ho, freak ho
Free smoke, free smoke, free smoke, free smoke
Freak ho, freak ho, freak ho, freak ho
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