Sanchez The Artist - FREE SP Lyrics

Yeah
Let's go, let's go
Yeah

Okay, I'm swervin', I'm spilled wockie on the seat
Walkin' smellin' like a bag
I know my old bitch proud of me
Went from rags to poppin' tags

Spending yen when I'm O.T
Ferragamo mixed with rav
I'm lookin' fresh like I serve keys

Free SP niggas pussy, and they hatin'
They ain't never slide with gang
Thousand hours in da stu
Trappin' hard, I spit that pain

Medieval ima a lord, take out my sword, then he get slain
Crome hearts with marc Jacobs
Cartier is on my frames

Yeah
I was out here hittin' hoes, before lil pump dropped Gucci gang
I can let these hoes seduce me
Keep it real, you f*ck with lames

Girl, you know that I'm top-ranked
Me and your nigga not the same

Yeah
She not the only one
Niggas ain't tough, they soft
I put a hole in one
She love the way I talk
Say I'm the golden one

She love the way I groove
Say I'm the chosen one
She love the way I move
Trapspot going dumb

Niggas ain't makin' no moves
Nobody notice them
Jump out I'm grabbing the tool
Shots approaching them

Young nigga actin' a fool
Shoot everyone close to him
Yeah ok