Poles/Free Time (feat. LaZe)

Crept, down the block, fa-fa-fa-fa-fa hear them shots, he done shot And I got him praying to Allah that he don't get shot Crept up on his block with the Glock And I hear him running, pistols gon' get cocked Caught that boy with a pole so I had to take his soul And I'm running through the racks like I'm Usain Bolt Pull up with a pole smoking his soul Making all this dough Gotta I pull up with that Glock 45 It go, boom, boom, boom You know how we roll shot him in the skull I ain't like Trippie but we got them poles Yeah, Shawty making money from the stripper poles Playing like I'm Brady now we in the Super Bowl Yeah, pull up in a 'gini making me a genie Purple in my cup, you know it's leanie Yeah, yeah I got Wok in my cup feeling so faded, I can't even talk So I let my money talk And I just pulled up in a Rolls Royce drop top All my rollies I get, can't slow me down Call me LeBron cause I got the crown Yeah, we from the Bay so you know we in the town Pull up to his block now we gotta spin around Grab the Smith and Wesson Lil bro he got shot so I gave him epinephrine Send him back to the street side Hit a whole lick and then I press rewind I'm moving too slick, I will never ever see time You think it's fun and games? Ain't no breaks, ain't no tea time Say that you rich, what you got? I got three times Know they wanna roll up in a Wraith soon as they see mine All I do is make money, ain't got no free time Man, they never wanna freeze slime I got two Rollies but I ain't checking the time I got Glocks, I got Blicks, but I'ma shoot him with a nine He got bullets in his spine And I'm like Damian Lillard with the dimes All I see is dollar signs I got money in my mind VVS diamonds gonna shine I got Bentley's for my ride All these perks got me litty I'm a good kid in a M.A.A.D city Spend a hundred on my chain, you spend a hundred on your house Cruising out 80, going 100 miles per hour Smoking on that op pack, it's very loud And I'm making money till the sun come down Yeah, that bag talk to me so I gotta talk back And you stay taking L's while I'm stacking up these racks If I couldn't hit a lick, just know I bounce back And my brother LaZe he got the K, I got the Mac