FREE JIG - Sada Baby

Squad, hmm

SMO, huh

Hmm, hmm

It’s the Eastside Ape

SMO, ayy

Hmm, SMO, ayy

Ayy, huh

I talked to Jig, talked to Rick, free the guys, yeah

Bitch, don’t be surprised if you see 'em with me slidin', hmm

JJ’ll smoke 'em, down to ride and throw them fives

Nigga, if you play with Boskey, say no more, you 'bout to die, hmm

DT and Mari way richer than you other niggas

We ain’t come to party, we just came to fuck a couple bitches

We’ll get it started, up the straps and get to bustin' niggas

I got Steez with me, he look like he ain’t my bodyguard

He gon' pull a bitch, then pull a clip if niggas actin' hard

He a ho, pull his card, chase him to the boulevard

Windows tinted on my car, roll 'em down and flip his car

Bitch, I’m Blood, flip his bar, you see how I flipped that bar?

You see how I flipped that brick of clean, know that bitch was raw

She know I’ma lick it if it’s clean, I might hit it raw

Traphouse lookin' like a kennel, come and get some dog

We’ll put a nigga in the 'spital, better get your dog

Niggas talk brazy on the song, but never in person

Nigga, what you want?

How you playin' it?

Niggas be purpin'

Bitch, I be outside, not on Live, I’m tryna get to it

Always rap about punchin' niggas in they shit 'cause they know I’ll do it

I be in the stores, hittin' hoes, nigga, all that shit

Fat asked me what’s good, tell that nigga can’t call that shit

Still hit Eastland with my mans like I ain’t dogshit rich

Drop a couple bands, yeah, we’ll sign, give me all that shit

Haircut in the basement by Fresh, he like, «Dog, you lit»

Try to press me for my necks, guarantee them we all up sticks

Smoke whoever you with, on the set, fuck all them niggas

Nigga, fuck all that shit, ain’t no nigga gettin' off on gang gang

Big Ape, big pape', make your BM choo-choo train-train

Big Drac', mixtape, drop that bitch and I see brain stains

Bitch got her frame banged, nigga got his name made

Sock a pussy nigga in his mouth, what he say?

Huh

What he say?

Huh, hmm, what’s up, OG?

I can see an opp nigga bitch and make her fuck on me

But I’d rather put her in the blender for some company

Bitch, I’d rather put her in the blender for some bompany

Huh, that’s what type of time I’m on, I ain’t switchin' it

It’s a bunch of hams 'round this bitch and I ain’t feelin' it

Nigga don’t wanna throw no hands with me, I’ll split his shit

I can’t hit no bitch, but I’ll stomp a stud

My side-bitch TLC, she don’t fuck with scrubs

I ain’t got no side-bitch, just fucked you, uh

I be sayin' what I wanna, I ran it up

'Nother hundred thousand every time I spark a blunt

Bitch, I’ll spark a 'Wood and make a ten ball

Walk up in your club thirty minutes, then I dip off

And I’m linked in through your hood, bitch, I’m big dog

The real niggas run me to the bity, can’t get ripped off

Haha, hmm, when they gon' learn somethin'?

You know I brung extra yops, Skuba earned somethin', huh

One on JoJo, one on Jacques, they gon' burn somethin', huh

One on Stewie, one on Stack, they gon' murk somethin', huh

I’ll break a bitch back, made her twerk somethin', huh

Million-dollar Scatpack, bet he swerve somethin', yeah

Free Blow, he know I been sippin' syrup for him, huh

Me and Smoke got a pint up in our styrofoams

Me and Skilla hit the same bitch, cut her off

Cheekadeek only seventeen, had them bitches lost

My Uncle Tracy, he gon' kill you if you touch me

That’s why I don’t never let him come in public

He be done bust a motherfucker if you bump me

Hmm, ayy, ayy, huh

He be done bust a motherfucker if you bump me

Same result with the rest of my brothers

We’ll be done bust a motherfucker if you bump us

Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy

Same result with the rest of my brothers

Be done bust a motherfucker if you, ayy, duh