Bless The Booth Freestyle (Explicit) - King Von
Lyrics by：DAYVON BANET
Composed by：DAYVON BANET
And when we find him we gon' stretch him
We gon' stretch him
Heard he lookin' for his match
He done met 'em he done met 'em
Let's talk bodies I got several
'Cause I got seven
They stop me at the airport
'Cause I keep that metal rrah-rrah
Grandson what this that good d**e
That ****'s stepped on stepped on
Catch this
I be throwin' bullets like I'm brett favre
Broke n***as still wearing phat farm on
Huh I go crack hard yeah yeah
Growin' up bad I was tryna rob
Huh I never crack cards nah
But I play my cards right my right
Never stopped at no lights boom boom
I was tryna score for white white
What we was shootin'
**** on sight doom doom
Hesitate nah I don't think twice
Nah and I show up no invite nah nah
He tried to run but it ain't end right
They call that the can't get right
D**n d**n
