Free Thunder

[Intro: Kyle Richh]
It's really 4z on top, free all the bros
Free all the guys, you heard, fuck

[Chorus: Kyle Richh]
Free lil' Thunder, my demon
All these scenes, I think bro need a Oscar
We make 'em dance like cha-cha
Ma-mask down, all he seen was the monster (Monster)
I'm in all black, like a emo
Chase 'em down like a Lab Rat (Pussy)
Bitch, I'm bustin', I'm feeling like Mad Max
And there is always a G in this Dior backpack (Like, damn)

[Verse 1: Manny 4zz, S9ine & Kyle Richh]
That's a opp, I told Thunder to tag that
Ciggy keep dissin', he talkin' that rap cap (Word to bro)
Why they keep dissing the gang on they Snapchat?
Run in to me, I'ma make him a flashback
A-and we make it hot where they trap at
Niggas pussy, they never gon' clap back
No remorse when I find where that stash at
Rell 'got the addy, we spun in a Scat Pack (Like, damn)
What happened to-
Should of had that (Dummy)
He in a pack, yeah, he got put where his dad at (Dickhead)
Word to my dead, he gon' die for that last track
Manny keep chiefin' the Ray, better pass that

[Verse 2: Dee Billz]
I do this for the guys, we do the drilling wit' passion
This not- This not a regular weapon
This G' came wit' attachements
Nigga, I'm in the field, this shit a game like Madden
Starin' at me I'm askin' "What happened?"
Say the wrong thing, brodie gon'— (Baow, baow)
And it's free lil' Thunder, free lil' Drew out the box
Like, only time I ran, when I was running from cops
Nigga, I put that on the guys, bro made a movie on Lot
Give her the boot if she not sendin' drops
Like, I start thinkin' she fuck wit' the opps, on bro

[Verse 3: Kyle Richh & Jay Gelato]
If I'm wit' Sheik, I know that we gettin' low
Benji's gon' shoot through the clothes
If I see Humble, immediate throw
Wick, me, Manny, Trigga
On the H, tryna finger the trigger (Tryna finger the trigger)
Like, they drop the gang, we get wit' 'em
L tp'ed him, then he got mad, Thunder flicked it

[Chorus: Kyle Richh]
Free lil' Thunder, my demon
All these scenes, I think bro need a Oscar (Like, damn)
We make 'em dance like cha-cha
Mask-mask down, all he seen was the monster (Monster)
I'm in all black, like a emo
Chase 'em down like a Lab Rat (Pussy)
Bitch, I'm bussin', I'm feeling like Mad Max
And there is always a G in this Dior backpack (Like, damn)

[Bridge: Kyle Richh, Manny 4zz, Dee Billz & Jay Gelato]
Lot, a lot of you niggas did bad, we is not movin' pass that
Brodie be clickin' on any occasion, where the fuck was your mask at?
If he- if he fienin' for clout, word to bro we gon' make 'em a hashtag
It's a whole lotta opps, just know we ain't smokin' that bad pack

[Chorus: Kyle Richh]
Free lil' Thunder, my demon
All these scenes, I think bro need a Oscar (Like, damn)
We make 'em dance like cha-cha
Mask-mask down, all he seen was the monster (Monster)
I'm in all black, like a emo
Chase 'em down like a Lab Rat (Pussy)
Bitch, I'm bussin', I'm feeling like Mad Max
And there is always a G in this Dior backpack (Like, damn)