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Isaiah Rashad

Genres: Hip-Hop

Free Lunch Lyrics - Isaiah Rashad

You know it scrub 

It scrub 

Meal, meal 

 

Meal ticket, ticket, meal ticket, ticket, come up 

Steel in my liver, real niggas in my condom 

Phil hit me back, filled this one with a powder pack 

Pill bring me back, feel this one out in California 

 

The flow is good, the hoe is good, the show is good, you know it scrub 

Cool as me out front the Kanku's store, kinfolk you know it's love 

Clean as Tide, Aveeno, Head & Shoulders, hoe you know it scrub 

Shoutout to my kinfolk, just got on that Coca-Cola scrub 

Watch my pole vault and my go-kart, this might get away as fuck 

 

In my hood we call it buck, fuck 'bout what you think of me 

All my hoes be nines and dimes, all she want is chicken grease 

All you know is what your mammy taught you, 'bout the surface, get your... 

 

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Meal ticket, ticket, meal ticket, ticket, come up, uh 

Steel in my liver, real niggas in my condom 

Phil hit me back, filled this one with a powder pack 

Pill bring me back, feel this one out in California 

Meal ticket, ticket, meal ticket, ticket, come up, uh 

Steel in my liver, real niggas in my condom 

Phil hit me back, filled this one with a powder pack 

Pill bring me back, feel this one out in California 

 

The trunk was full, the ride was long, the cop was cool, we smoked in peace 

Ain't we dem to move an ATM, might buy the atrium 

Where you Zay? Highway 58 at my cousin house 

Nowadays I like to bring my nephews and my budget out 

I come from where you can't suck my dick and leave my cousin out 

 

In my hood we call it clout, fuck 'bout what you think of me 

All my hoes be nines and dimes, all she want is chicken grease 

All you know is what your mammy taught you, 'bout the surface, get your... 

 

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Meal ticket, ticket, meal ticket, ticket, comma, uh 

Steel in my liver, real niggas in my condom 

Phil hit me back, filled this one with a powder pack 

Pill bring me back, feel this one out in California 

Meal ticket, ticket, meal ticket, ticket, comma, uh 

Steel in my liver, real niggas in my condom 

Phil hit me back, filled this one with a powder pack 

Pill bring me back, feel this one out in California 

 

Today was a keeper, yeah 

I lost my heroes a long time ago, time ago 

... and fade away, way... away, way 

They gon' bring you down and burn you out and fade away, way 

They gon' bring you down and burn you out and fade away, way 

They gon' bring you down and burn you out and fade away, way... away, way 

They gon' bring you down and burn you out and fade away, way 

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