[Intro: RaqBaby]
(How the fuck you say your name, lil' twin?)
Mm, mm, yeah
I'm back, pussy
N***a must not know I'm (Free)

[Chorus: RaqBaby]
N***a, I'm back, is you mad?
I ain't gon' respond to none of that pussy shit, n***as broke, that's why they mad
N***as know just how it get, I don't even know why they tried that
N***a gon' drop some shots on who? I bet them bitches get fired back
Made a play for a bag, I put in two, I got like five back
I just took off, focused on a bag, try not to sidetrack
Never know what's goin', they hate me bad, so why would I lack?
Try to sign for that petty-ass money, they tried me, I will not sign that (N***a work for free)

[Verse 1: RaqBaby]
N***a, what the fuck?
Don't even think 'bout bookin' me, we can't bring our Glocks with us
Twin kept sayin' that shit every day, them n***as, they not with us
N***as ain't hard with they lil' gang, they don't wanna pop with us
You know I ain't stuntin' that shit, I'm (Free)
Enough of the bullshit
Got an ARP the size of me, when I slang this bitch, on bullshit
Said she can't suck my dick, I'm like, "What the fuck you thought we was doin' then?"
Every time they get the meat, these bitches always wanna act new and shit
Always talkin', ain't never doin' shit (Yeah, n***a, I'm free)
That n***a gon' die if he keep playin' with me
I just bust her up, she tryna get in my car, this bitch ain't stayin' with me
In the picture with them, commentin' under my post, what the fuck is you sayin' to me?
Hold on, Quiso, pass me that motherfuckin' Drac', these fuck n***as playin' with me
[Chorus: RaqBaby & L5]
N***a, I'm back, is you mad?
I ain't gon' respond to none of that pussy shit, n***as broke, that's why they mad
N***as know just how it get, I don't even know why they tried that
N***a gon' drop some shots on who? I bet them bitches get fired back
Made a play for a bag, I put in two, I got like five back
I just took off, focused on a bag, try not to sidetrack
Never know what's goin', they hate me bad, so why would I lack?
Try to sign for that petty-ass money, they tried me, I will not sign that (Come here, what?)

[Verse 2: L5]
These fuck n***as cappin' up in that diss (Cappin' all in they diss)
Fuck n***a hit his top, when you hop out, boy, you better not miss (Doon-doon-doon)
He don't even know 'bout that smoke, he dissin', now he on the list (He dissin', now he on the list)
I'm tryna knock somethin' off, tryna drop shit down, I'm tryna this stick (Come here, come here)
Catch an opp, better blow you one (Get your gun)
All these fuck n***as crackin' them folks, Q5 hit me, I'll show him one (Come here, bitch)
Lame-ass n***a say he was all on my block late night, n***a, no, you wasn't (Homixide block)
Lame-ass ho keep lyin', say she was at home when the young n***a know she wasn't (Hah, fuck that shit, I'm free)
Bro, fuck that shit
Yeah, I got Glock, my bro got stick
We don't give no fuck, smoke with whoever
Pop out with Rhude, tryna hit your bitch (Come here)
As soon as I touch down, that broke-ass opp n***a made a diss
It really don't matter, slide 5.56 or .223, I bet I don't miss (Still gon' get hit, n***a)
Fuck that shit, n***a, I like 7.62 (That Drac')
And I'm tryna slide your block, hit a fuck n***a top, n***a know what I do (What you doin'?)
It's blood all in the street, we burned his body, they don't got a clue (What?)
If I'm gonna slide, I call you neither
Can't speak on the job, you know what you do
(Ayy, fuck that shit, L5, just go)
Ayy, fuck that shit, I'ma keep on slidin'
No maybe, got a big-ass drum on the 9
They bro had died, these n***as keep hidin'
I throw back an Addy and spit me some rhymes
Free Lil 05, my lil' brother ridin' (Yeah, huh, free Lil 05, my lil' brother ridin', huh, come here)