gunrange – Freaks Lyrics
Artist: gunrange
Song: Freaks
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★ pre-chorus: reef ★
Ayy, freak, freak, freak (gunrange)
Yeah, freak, freak, freak, freak, freak, freak
★ chorus: reef ★
Sipping on green, then red
Duck from the beam, put his body in a shed
Push up on the team, made him leave in a bed
Murder for hire, these presidents dead
Benjamin stuck in my pocket
Re-up, call the plug, no socket
Freak f#ck, want this b#tch so i got her
Glock 19, if i spot ’em, i got ’em, a goner
★ verse 1: aftrr!, with reef ★
Twin standing deep in that water, piranha
I call my lil’ b#tch a queen like madonna
Hundred round mag and i’m toting that llama
Hit up your ho, now i’m meeting hеr mama
Stay out the loop, i don’t care about drama
Sipping on purple, еyes red like madara
Shot up, get turned to a photo like camera
Big chop’, shoot out the rue like euphoria
One of one, top of the game, no runner-up
I’m with my squad, gunrange, you not one of us
★ verse 2: rans0m ★
Hollows connect to his face, bluetooth
Smoking on tree, i do not f#ck with groot
Knock that boy down then we taking his loot
C4 bust that b#tch down through the roof
Magic, make ’em disappear like “poof”
Tragic, i put that boy on the news
Lavish, i cannot stop getting blues
Savage, you’re really not that dude
★ verse 3: etterna ★
p#ss# talking sh#t then we take him to the underground
Bullets gon’ hit then we fill you up with hundred rounds
Flip another bag, i’m not talking about a runaround
Silence on the gat, what you talking ’bout another round?
I flick up the switch on the glock then i click it
I’m takin a flick and you mad you ain’t in it
Got weight in the bag, i’m not talking ’bout digits
Got rack after rack, i can’t carry these b#tches (carry these b#tches)
★ pre-chorus: reef ★
Freak, freak, ayy, freak, ayy, freak, ayy, freak, ayy, ayy, freak, freak
Yeah, freak, freak, freak, freak, freak, freak
★ chorus: reef ★
Sipping on green, then red
Duck from the beam, put his body in a shed
Push up on the team, made him leave in a bed
Murder for hire, these presidents dead
Benjamin stuck in my pocket
Re-up, call the plug, no socket
Freak f#ck, want this b#tch so i got her
Glock 19, if i spot ’em, i got ’em, a goner
★ outro: reef ★
Freak, freak, ayy, freak, ayy, freak, ayy, freak, ayy, ayy, freak, freak
Yeah, freak, freak, freak, freak, freak, freak
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Release Year: 2022