FREE TOP

(ARP Jody)

(Seal Team 6)

(Free all the Seals)

(Lets... man)

High as hell on the drank, feel like I can fly

Feds get behind us, we waving 'em bye

I ain't leaving their rip 'til somebody die

Hop out with that Drac', put his ass in the sky

They touch one of mines, make everybody cry

I do what I do, don't be asking me why

Why the fuck is you talking? You don't even slide

That P in my hands, feel like I can glide

It's too many strikers, they not on our side

In the city with Xav', ****, you know the vibes

**** know what it is, they ain't tryna collide

How you looking for me and I'm really outside?

He ain't even having, he just getting by

It took me seven days, I done ran up a lot

I'm fucking with them skullies, whip it in the pot

It's two or more hit, tell the judge free Top

I can get the drop, this bitch tryna bop me

If the driver too crazy that shit getting stopped

They know about Boof, I ride with that chop

Treat his bend like a broom, see the opps and I mop

I ain't goin' serve him, that **** a cop

It's just me and Drizz, they know it's a lock

This shit looking foggy, that shit getting sparked

If they get on our ass then we're busting the Narcs

Get the fuck out my way when I'm banging this P

A dumb **** was slipping right in my sheet

My trap jhi good, all this bitch do is beep

My 7.62s the only thing that I need

I'm serving straight drops, shit smack up the beat

You ain't bending with Boof, you don't know how to creep

A **** got aim, I ain't using no beam

Just straight in my sleep and I see me some lean

Pull up for the men, I ain't leaving my team

You know it go, ****, everything green

I ain't touching shit, it ain't what it seem

Give me seven days to get my shit back on bling

When it come to the smoke they know I'm a fein

Hit him with that switch, make his ass a dream

He ain't see the doctor, he was dead on the scene

Still trapping and shooting, I'm doing my thing

High as hell on the drank, feel like I can fly

Feds get behind us, we waving 'em bye

I ain't leaving their rip 'til somebody die

Hop out with that Drac', put his ass in the sky

They touch one of mines, make everybody cry

I do what I do, don't be asking me why

Why the fuck is you talking? You don't even slide

That P in my hands, feel like I can glide

It's too many strikers, they not on our side

In the city with Xav', ****, you know the vibes

**** know what it is, they ain't tryna collide

How you looking for me and I'm really outside?

He ain't even having, he just getting by

It took me seven days, I done ran up a lot

I'm fucking with them skullies, whip it in the pot

It's two or more hit, tell the judge free Top