Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Gtr Freestyle, artist - Casper TNG. Date of issue: 09.07.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Gtr Freestyle |
| Uh, uh |
| Uh, where I’m from we carry llamas |
| Where I’m from we shoot informers, 'formers |
| Yeah, that Henny got me wavy and shit, know what I’m sayin' |
| A little wavy, know what I’m sayin' we in the cut man |
| Woo, pulled up in a GTR |
| MG4L, Augusta ave boyz, know what I’m sayin' |
| Our wave Vanauley Walk, you know how we rockin' |
| GTR |
| I just pulled up in a GTR |
| And i’ma pressa, but I’m not comin' from BFR |
| Run him down, he won’t make it to the E&R |
| My aim on point, but I don’t squeeze from far |
| Pass the keys to car, it’s a speedin' car |
| Waitress send the bottles over, I don’t see the bar |
| I just pulled off in a Rover, like I’m leaving Mars |
| Fly like Peter Pan, Neverland what I leave him on |
| Gucci collars, hoochie mamas, they was never used to dollars |
| She see me up in the club, she send her number, I don’t call her |
| Dead guys in my marijuana |
| Where I’m from we carry llamas |
| Where I’m from we shoot informers |
| When we see him, he a goner |
| And these little niggas on my line |
| They don’t know I be on their block like all the time |
| Who knows, I might just hit up your block tonight |
| Who knows, I might just make someone drop tonight |
| I hit a lick there’s something cookin' in my pot tonight |
| You gettin' pitched don’t make me catch you 'round my block tonight |
| She on my dick she say her nigga never hit it right |
| And I’m just scoring on your block until you niggas ride |
| Make his body fly, make his momma cry |
| Make his shorty choose, right after he die |
| He livin' a lie, he livin' a lie |
| He ain’t never slide, he ain’t let it fly |
| Free all my niggas in boxes |
| For you I’m burying in boxes |
| For you, I’m droppin' a coffin |
| All these opps got me coughin' |
| All this lean got me nauseous |
| In the club on a mod tip |
| In the club wit' da dawgsdem |
| She with you but she watchin' |
| Look at my diamonds and look on the timing |
| They lookin' as soon as we walk in |
| He want some clout off my name or clout off my game |
| Well, what will it cost him? |
| Who is he, I’ll cross him |
| That’s your nigga who shot him |
| That’s your nigga who dropped him |
| You really must be exhausted |
| Flip a nigga no cost |
| I’ma do it for free if it’s for the cause |
| Flip a nigga for my dawgs |
| I’m back in the spot, I’m watching the box |
| For the kicks what’s the cost? |
| Christian Louboutin |
| My bitch Yves Saint Laurent |
| You cannot be what I’m on, gang! |