Lil Jay - Outro lyrics

[Verse:] STL, till the d**h of me I got more stripes than referee n***a think about testing me We can get it bustin' like ecstasy Ain't no b**h up in my heart Ain't no hoes up in my squad I love my shooters from the S I love my k**ers from the MOB And my lil hitters from TW They give you the blues Give that 30 to Lil Bubba and he don't play by no rules But folks been tryna catch a body Catch you lackin' going to school Still talking? b**h we never snitch That's something we don't do And I'm screaming free them guys Till they let them n***as home Free Lil Mikey, Brick and Justo, yeah, they'll get you gone Screaming free the f**ing guys until they let my n***as home Free PeeWee C Fall fifty shots and go To real n***as that's real And will k** a n***a anywhere They'll change a n***a like a spare Tookaville on the map Run up on me, you a fool There's nine times outta ten, yeah I got that move Poppin by the hood b**h You know I keep that tool And shout out to my hitters on the duece My n***as catchin bodies b**h we win and never lose And shout out to K.I. - she put a couple n***as on the news Off the zans and the drink, yea b**h I'm so high Lots of feathers on the plane, yea b**h I'm so fly And I'm still die R for both sides If I catch a young dummy I swear to God he gonna die I do this sh** for real I'm trying to check a mil without without a deal You betta open your eyes, this sh** for real No lackin, don't get your a** k**ed If you come outside with no steel lackin', you gonna get your a** drilled My n***as never fold, never squeal We get locked up, then we making bail Free the guys that's locked down in them cells And RIP my fallen soldiers that got k**ed