Lyrics Free Squeeze - Lil Poppa

Free Squeeze

I can’t lie I woke up hot
Because another nigga dissed me
Checked my dm and it’s another bitch miss me
If another nigga play it’s go be a couple niggas missing
A bitch know that I don’t go nowhere without this glizzy
That time I did I don’t regret it come on let’s pop out I’m with Chevy
Ain’t backing down you niggas know who ran the town before I said it
Been paid my dues on the west know I stayed that way for a minute
Done made every pop on the south they ain’t spending no less than fifty
Still know some hoes from the north gutta bitches real gritty
Like what’s the lo?
I know you know, bitch what’s the ticket?
We’ll split it
Ok my attitude real rude my girl real pretty
A gentleman because I’m Lynn son that gangster shit Will did it
I just popped one went to sleep woke up I still feel it
Boy you ain’t shot nothing you ain’t fooling me I know you didn’t
Ok we got one straight off the press before you mix the soda with it
I’m sliding solo solo with it I don’t need no co-defendant
Ok now bitch, please, give me the keys to open up the gates I’m finna free
Squeeze
Heard that boy hit up he can’t get up shit look like swiss cheese
Oh you the snow man Young Jeezy, ya diamonds dance Chris breezy
All in New Orleans pouring drink bitch I can’t lie I feel like Lil Weezy
Bitch don’t come asking for some shit that you can’t do cause I can’t do it
neither
Bring a couple two liters, Percocets, a few eaters
Swing through I’m tryna make another story for the news people
Sit and watch my cousin beat the pot he don’t use beakers
I don’t ask and I don’t take I ain’t a snake and I don’t use people
Straight out of 1228 I’m living great I guess I’m him if God choose people
Bitch I’m a vampire but I come out when I want I like to confuse people
Bitch go get ya manager I don’t conversant with rude people
Fifteen minute call reminiscing bruh what you finna do he say go prolly eat a
brick
What’s your plans when you touchdown he say go probably hit a lick
Nah bitch we lit now when I pull up it’s a line outside shit look like Slick
house
In 2010 don’t make them youngins spin a bend nigga get down
Aye, spin again if they wasn’t hit at first I bet them niggas hit now
Blessed I guess the hardest shit to drop this year aye tell them put that shit
down
Calling second best already with under investigation 3 it ain’t even out
Dream big don’t complain about what you ain’t did and the shit you ain’t got
The fiends out that’s what got my jeans knotted
Niggas talk that shit but they gone have to be bout it
Cause if they not then we gone have to see bout it
All in Miami with it out and we ain’t tucking and I’m chillin nigga fuck ya
Like what he on he ain’t on nothing I see his heart all in his stomach
Karma a bad bad bitch if you play with her shit get ugly
Only lay with you cause I trust you save all that big girl talk for when we
fucking
Ok now bitch, please, give me the keys to open up the gates I’m finna free
Squeeze
Heard that boy hit up he can’t get up shit look like swiss cheese
Oh you the snow man Young Jeezy, ya diamonds dance Chris breezy
All in New Orleans pouring drink bitch I can’t lie I feel like Lil Weezy