FREEDDAWG lyrics

[Intro]
(Drum Dummie)
(CashMoneyAP)
Ayy, free Choppa Boy
Ayy, free Choppa Boy, b*tch
RIP Boozilla, you know what it is
(DJ Swift on the track)
RIP Big Dump
(Mook got the keys jumpin')
Slimin', pimpin', b*tch
I got four-fives, Glocks, and the nines in this b*tch
I got cutters in the house, I got pounds in this b*tch
I got hoes runnin' in and out, slime in this b*tch

[Verse]
I go by YoungBoy and I zip you up from talkin' sh*t
These n*ggas b*tches and I know that they ain't 'bout that sh*t
Can't come how I'm comin', I was a youngin when they tried that sh*t
I been knockin' n*ggas off, they never knew it was gon' come to this
b*tch, I been on some rider sh*t (Let's go), I leave 'em dead
Got the whole city mad, I zip that boy 'bout what he said
You can stunt like you mad, I put a bag on top your head
I was up in the parish, slept with playpals under my bed
'Cause, b*tch, I'm tryna flex somethin', do some' with all y'all
Soon as we get up on the walk, my youngin' punch his head off
Lil' b*tch, I'm out the North Side, I'm bustin', I won't stand down
I'll put the b*tch up in a casket, f*ck up your headstone
Them n*ggas used to run the city, won't even claim that b*tch
Don't say nothin' 'cause the sh*t ain't serious, don't make me tame that sh*t
These youngins runnin' with me with it, they on some dangerous sh*t
Bustin', put two in your fitted, I call that gang assist
Rollin', I just popped one, tryna body bag and zip somethin', yeah
Pants hangin' off my ass, Glock on my side with a green flag
Talkin' reckless, caught him slippin', went to bustin', did him bad
Soon as we swerve, we bend the curve, don't do no talkin', that's your ass
I ain't got no chill, I'm tryna send a b*tch to Winnfield
Had to show the pus*y b*tch I been that, and b*tch, I'm still is
b*tch, I pull up, make a n*gga get back, like what the deal is?
All these pus*y b*tches choosin' sides like they don't know real
[Interlude]
Mmh, come on, b*tch, uh-uh, let me go
Yeah, chill out, yeah, b*tch, ayy, I'll do somethin' with you
(b*tch ass n*gga say)
And I'll bang it out with you
Old ho ass n*gga (Let's do it, look)

[Outro]
Do what you do, I put you on the news, b*tch, we could fight or shoot
b*tch, I know these n*ggas know it's murder when I'm comin' through
b*tch, I always win, I never lose, we gon' f*ck over you
You become a victim of the chopper, put him on the news (Huh?)