Free Agency Songtext
von K Suave

(I don′t see how you can't rhyme something crazy like that man)
(It′s too foul, you can't handle it)
Brddd, brdd

She come to the pad, she gon' come to my-
Yeah
I make her, change the weather
She so bad I swear that bitch don′t know no better
Now my diamonds dance, Aqua, it don′t know no better
Kicked her to the curb, had to teach the bitch a lecture
My dick make her O.D., I got drugs that'll make you O.D
Goin′ shopping in NYC, so much cash it's hard to think
So much gas it′s heard to breath, smoking on kush factory
Why you gotta bother me?
I'm tryna chill, why can′t you see?
Ballin' like free agency


I kick that bitch to the curb, I call that bitch a lil swerve
She wanna be my Lil Durk, she wanna be my lil nurse
She wanna be there when it hurt, but you know me imma flirt
Hop in the Audi and skrt, these bitches just throw me they purse
Baby, I'm a free agent like the NFL
You know imma blitz every time you in my field
Baby slide back to the pad you know we in the hills
Hittin′ that shit from the back, baby on chill
I′m gon' hop in the coupe, when it′s hot drop the roof
And I'm still with the bitch, I don′t gotta call trues
And I'm having that loot
She look at the drip, and she say I got juice
She used to be tied up, I′m knocking her loose
I'm stabbing that bitch like I can't use a spoon
I toss her a 30, she go to the moon

She come to the pad, she gon′ come to my-
Yeah
I make her, change the weather
She so bad I swear that bitch don′t know no better
Now my diamonds dance, Aqua, it don't know no better
Kicked her to the curb, had to teach the bitch a lecture
My dick make her O.D., I got drugs that′ll make you O.D
Goin' shopping in NYC, so much cash it′s hard to think
So much gas it's heard to breath, smoking on kush factory
Why you gotta bother me?
I′m tryna chill, why can't you see?
Ballin' like free agency