Tallup Twinz
Free Smoke
[Verse 1: Tallup Twinz]

Free smoke, free smoke
N***as thinking its a joke
Fo' door got three po'
To the op block we go
Scoring shit just like a free throw
Running out of ammo need mo'
But you n***as think I'm Deebo
Run up on me let the heat go
Ay, lotta deadmi, lotta deadmi
T'd up out here lotta henny
Burna post up got the revvy
And Two-Tone out her got the glizzy
Jdawg splash it down like fishy
I trust my n***as if its sticky
And yeah I always keep it with me
That double trouble end you quickly
Lotta pounds, Lotta pounds
Me and KJ take you down
Lotta rounds, Lotta rounds
Bunch of different gun sounds
Yeah my n***as do you dirty
And yeah my n***as they gon' merk em'
Free my broski numba' 30
Everybody yeah they know me
[Verse 2: JDawg]

Free smoke, free smoke
We giving out like some tokes
This deadmi got my eyes low
3-3-5's what we roll
Cock back let it go
As we op pack to the dome
We tapping shit like a phone
But its flying light like some drones
We got blue steels, we got chromes
And I'm steady screaming for my bros
Free my bros, free my bros
Some got caught with dem' po's
Snatch me up I don't know
Can't tell on my bros
We pressing shit like some weights
Don't come outside ain't safe
We riding out in the night
Or we riding out in the day
Wrong move
Twin hit him in the face
Oh no, oh no
Send paramedics to your do'
We OT tripping O's
We lobby running with your hoe
Free bands, free bands
Hitting licks for them grands
We double up in the trap
Got couple bros doing eggs
These hollow tips make em' dance
(Huh, huh)
These hollow tips make em' dance
[Verse 3: Tallup Twinz]

Young n***as' with some big po's
And we giving out free smoke
On sight we let shit go
We shoot shit like a camera roll
Call broski Two-Tone
Got the big glizzy and its two-tone
JDawg out the window
Run him down, make him run home
He can't come to my block, no
Broad day dawg, let it blow
Hit your block its gon' be a show
Every day count new doe
Just hit a lick about a week ago
We got them P's like who need it bro
Charge it to the streets for the low
Free Leaky, Free Leaky, Ay
Free GD numba' 30, Ay
She gon' fuck me and broski
T'd up, got it don't approach me
That's free smoke, free smoke
New pack, new doe (deadmi)
Yeah you know how it go
You can't hang you ain't bro