Lyrics Freewave 5 - LUCKI

Freewave 5

Aye Sawbuck tell em' whatchya on
Shit I’m boolin mane
Haha, lemme hit that dope though
Aye, Freewave, Freewave, Freewave
Aye, Aye, Aye
Aye, Aye
10 hunnid, Sawbuck, Freewave
Gangsta Grillz Jr
Cut and sew Supreme baby this is not no Polo
Underdog shawty, dodging balls from them dojos
Posted by the store, I’ll be the door, by my high school whore
She know that I’m gone, it’s a rope, she gon' clear my soul
Or attitude, and ain’t no healing mine
Judge them off first impressions, His jewelry sad as mine
It’s one of them and one of them
She it’s more than water duh
So she just gon' cater to me whenever I need it
I read it, like oh so clear
Under your words is braille on there
But I’m trying to peep it
But your voice led to deceiving
The laughing
Lean stains on my hoodie, laugh it out
That’s the high fashion
Busting down a zip like it’s the first pick of the draft man
Pumping out my grandma’s house like fuck trap it’s a gas can
Bumping on his block, we stole the stash up out his trashcan
And I’m like «aye, aye, aye»
Riding in that Chevy
I’m like «aye, aye»
Sawbuck, he swerving
I’m like «aye, aye»
Aye Sawbuck tell these niggas man, they ain’t fucking with us man
Y’all ain’t fucking with us man, we been doing this shit, fuck you talking
about?
Yo lil goof ass boy
Gangsta Grillz ya bastard!