Free Shmurda ft. Binx, Ainsley & Jahseh Lyrics

On the real side, free Bobby Shmurda, man

He's a political person, man

What the fuck are we, man

Land of the fucking free

Home of the motherfucking enslaved

Let him go now, man

We ain't talking about that shit no more, man

Bobby ain't no bitch

Ain't no fucking bitch in this karate shit

you know hey Free him, now

Uh, bitch, fucking with me

I'ma kill you, then go and play on my wii

Uh, yeah, I'ma kill you

Knock on your throat, that blood's coming up quick

Uh, yeah, hang you with chains

Chop your legs off and then cut off your brain

Uh, yeah, dig your own grave

Put you in there for an hour, then save

Uh, yeah kidnap your bitch

tortured her cause your bitch ass wanna snitch

Uh, yeah you little cunt, chop your head off then but it in my blunt

Uh, yeah killed your two cousins

Liquid cement dropping you in the ocean

Uh, killed 30 people ima go make this bitch a fucking sequel

Uh, yeah Tay-K my father

Killed two people he coming in stronger

Uh, yeah kill your whole family

Bitch yeah I cannot explain my insanity

Bought a new whip just for the kids

Hope they don't crash so I can get ribs

808 hard just like a bomb

Watch your back or I'll fuck your mom

You a pussy too just like your dad

Bass so hard but crank it a tad

Top of the dome bitch you look like a gnome

After these bars I'll send yo ass home

Johnny sins on the beat

You already know he be shlangin meat

I like to clap big ol' cheeks

But when it comes to the stu we don't do leaks

Burn 14 kids on a steak

Not gone lie some had cake

Let them sit, Let them bake

Some barbeque is what I'll make

Break your bone take it back

Then hit you with my extended mag

She call me master

Ima finger blast her

Oops I kinda made a disaster

Yuh, run up the bank

Went to your crib you lickin my taint

Murder like 12 kids you call me the great

Torture them boys man all ya'll be fake

Hop in the beamer we hitting the licks

I'm fuckin yo bitch

She lickin my tip

I take it out

And I put it back in

Take 2 cars we gonna race

Fuck a bitch, ain't catchin no case

lyrics up in outer space

Family dinner saying grace

MDX the producer

If you don't like him you a loser

Steal your bitch, I'll seduce her

I don't always do it for clout

Lyrics so dry it's like a drought

Going fishing with Aush for some trout

Going home forgot the route

I'm fucked up off the henny

I drank more than plenty

I'll do anything for a penny

Met a bitch her name's jenny