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free the men 2 - courtside uzi lyrics

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[producer tags]
(k*kato this crank)

[chorus]
can’t find me no hop ins, i’m bouta to go jack
he thought he was*
thought he going somewhere, hit him all in his back
i’m taking the switch, bruh creep with the mac
i took him for bag, he ain’t getting sh*t back

you can learn something from me, just chill and relax (just chill and relax)
i go on they block when i get in my feelings
i shoot with precision, better hope you don’t slip

put sh*t on fat sh*t, he was all in the mix
if we go on this move, n*gga better not tip
we like four deep with a drizzy in the whip
four deep, four guns, its a 100 in the whip
i pop open my door, you can’t run from this sh*t

[verse]
i be dragging like sh*t, i be droppin my nuts
n*gga thought he was untouchable, got ass plucked
my opps gotta die n*gga, its just a must
i turn sh*t to za and im rolling it up
just me and babymoke, put four in my cup
n*gga speak about money, sh*t give me a rush
what i say about the opps, imma turn them into dust
it’s 2025, everybody getting plucked
you claiming that sh*t
if you claiming that sh*t, you get did like the opps
last n*gga kept trolling, got put in the box
i crack me a n*gga, put him up on fox
when i get in that car, i pray to allah
we playing with these n*ggas, these n*ggas be b*tches
you come in my hood, see dracs and them switches
he thought he had a name, got k!lled for attention
uzi man
free creep, free double r reap
i miss my whole team, n*gga free [?]
we gon torch the whole city when they free john b
i ain’t doing no stallin, i hop in that car if they speaking on feet
i go head first, if they speaking on leek
if they speaking on rose, take a drive up the creek
n*gga long live lil ahk, he put sh*t on a tee
[chorus]
can’t find me no hop ins, i’m bouta to go jack
he thought he was*
thought he going somewhere, hit him all in his back
i’m taking the switch, bruh creep with the mac
i took him for bag, he ain’t getting sh*t back

you can learn something from me, just chill and relax (just chill and relax)
i go on they block when i get in my feelings
i shoot with precision, better hope you don’t slip

put sh*t on fat sh*t, he was all in the mix
if we go on this move, n*gga better not tip
we like four deep with a drizzy in the whip
four deep, four guns, its a 100 in the whip
i pop open my door, you can’t run from this sh*t

[outro]
(you can’t run from this*)
(ight)
(he got his ass)
(he got his ass)
(boo*)

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