Free Hank
Enchanting Lyrics

Trappin' ain't dead, these niggas just scared (yeah)
The singer believes that people are still selling drugs, but they're afraid of being caught by the authorities.

They turn, they run to the feds (God)
The people who are afraid of getting caught are quick to turn to the government for help.

She say, "Open your eyes", I'm like, lil' bitch I'm high / Can't you tell that I'm full of them meds (on God)
The singer is under the influence of drugs and cannot perceive things clearly, but his partner urges him to open his eyes.

We are down on the scoreboard, you gotta forfeit, all of yo' niggas is dead
The artist's competition is losing badly, and he suggests that they give up because none of them will survive the rivalry.

Come get your ho back, that pussy throwback / Blow me up, hit me, I leave 'em on read (blaow)
The artist's partner gave him a bad experience, and he does not wish to be involved with her anymore.

I'll fuck on your bitch, I don't lay up / I'm rollin' on X just to stay up (ayy)
The singer is willing to have sex with anyone's girlfriend without any emotional connection, and he is using ecstasy to perform the task.

Skinny bitch, but you see that my weight up / Tryna fuck you right now, I won't wait up (on God)
Although the singer's girlfriend is thin, he has gained assets and is attempting to have sexual relations with her immediately without any delay.

Bitch, I'm blowed, I been runnin' that cake up (on God)
The artist is heavily intoxicated and has accumulated a lot of wealth over time.

Might speak it to 'em, I don't say much (on God)
The artist may articulate his thoughts to someone but usually speaks very little.

Bitch, I'm MVP still, I don't play much
The artist is skilled and does not play much despite being the most valued player.

Titties on the Glock, these are no A-cups (on God), woah
The singer's gun has a larger barrel than normal and does not have small calibers like A-cups.

They know ain't no ho in my blood, my dad ain't yo' uncle, so I ain't yo' cuz
The artist believes he has no coward in him and he is not related to his competitor, so they cannot call him their relative.

Ayy, you know the old me, so don't approach me, nigga, this ain't what it was
The singer warns not to confront him as he's not the same person he once was.

They mad that I done run my sack up, racks up, earned it, this shit out the mud
The people who are against the singer are envious of his achievements as he has gained them through difficulties and has worked hard for them.

Cross me and I gotta get payback, no you can't pay that, I want it in blood (on God)
The singer will seek revenge on those who cross him and cannot be bribed; he will only accept blood for what they did.

Free Hank 'til my brother come home, my fellas stay grippin' that chrome, uh
The artist wants his friend to be released from jail, and his crew is ready to use their guns to protect themselves if necessary.

Bitches sellin' their cat, I sell songs, done ran up that stack on my phone
The artist sells music while women are selling their bodies for sex. He has made a great deal of money from selling his music, and it is reflected in his sales records.

I cannot make this shit up
The singer says that everything he's saying is factual and not fabricated.

Boy, yo' ass limp, can't get up
The person being talked about is weak and can't stand for themselves or be independent.

Do this shit for my mama, can't give up
The artist is motivated to continue working hard because of his mother and intends not to give up.

Niggas fake, crop their ass out the picture (ayy, ayy)
The people around the artist are unauthentic, and he wants to cut them out of his life.

I be full of that juice like a pitcher (uh)
The artist is drunk and has a lot of alcohol flowing in his veins.

You a opp now, it ain't nothin with ya (nuh-uh, ayy)
The person being spoken about is doing things opposite to his beliefs, and it looks ordinary to the singer.

Yeah, it's all from the gang so we get up (look)
The artist attributes his success to the group that he is a part of and highlights that he is doing well because of it.

Ain't no competition, so just give up
The singer implies that his competition should stop competing as there isn't any comparison between their success and his.

Yo' lil' girlfriend go down and she eat up
The singer's competitor's girlfriend willingly engages in oral sex and enjoys it.

Bad lil' bitch with a magazine, no pages (yeah, yeah)
The singer's woman is attractive and physically fit, but he states that she's not smart, and she's like a magazine without pages.

You lil' niggas be broke, makin' no wages
The artist believes that his competition is financially unstable and isn't getting paid enough for their work.

Bitch, go talk to God if you need savin' (ayy, ayy, big brr)
The artist asserts that the person being addressed can speak to God if they need salvation or assistance and includes some ad-lib.

Tote the chop with the box, got cable (my brr)
The singer carries his gun with him all the time and has a long barrel on it.

Tried to run up, now he disabled (can't walk)
The person who tried to attack the singer can no longer walk as it might be due to his reaction to the injury.

Drop A Body ENT my label (co-sign)
The artist's record label helped him to make his music mainstream and introduced him to hip-hop.

If I ain't do it myself, I paid him (on God)
The artist either performed the task assigned by him, or he paid someone else to do it.

Every gun got a drum and a laser (and a scope)
Every gun that the artist owns has a drum magazine and a laser sight with an accessory attached to aid the shooter.

Yo' shooter ain't shit, just trade 'em (gotta go)
The shooter of the person being addressed isn't good at the job, so they should be replaced with someone else.

He got hit up close, cremate 'em (brr)
The person who attempted to attack the artist was shot from a short distance, and so he demands his opponent's cremation.

Nigga won't tote Drac' 'til I made him (brr, brr, on God), yeah, yeah
The singer is forcing someone to carry a gun that he calls Drac' in fear that his competition might launch an attack.

FN on the stove when I cook up (I cook up)
The singer is cooking, and he's heating a frying pan on a stove where they manufacture a gun called FN.

Hundred deep at the show when they book up (every time I look up)
The singer has a hundred of his crew members with him at the show when they are performing, and he later looks up and observes them.

Gave him two to the chest, can't sit up (brr)
The opposing party was shot twice in the chest and cannot breathe, and they are lying on the ground without support.

I told Chant, "Keep shootin', might get up" (brr, brr)
The artist instructed his friend Chant to keep shooting despite the opposing party's condition as they still have life in them.

If you with me ain't no in the middle (no)
The singer asserts that if the person supporting him is present, there will be no middle ground for their decision making.

DOA, couldn't get to the spitter (can't see in the dark)
The person who is attacking the singer is aware of the situation but unable to counteract it and cannot fire back.

FOA's want three, four killers (brr)
The person who wants to harm the artist has backup with three or four killers.

After this four, I'ma need a new liver
If he continues having a good time with his life, he might need a new liver after consuming alcohol chronically over the years.

Hit the club out of my body and ain't worry 'bout it / 'Cause I brought them killers in here
The artist is not concerned about going to clubs, drinking alcohol, and having a good time because he is confident that his hitmen are guarding him.

I ain't with all of that talkin', as soon as you start it I bet I'ma finish it here
The singer is not a conversationalist and has a bad temper; he warns that he'll end matters quickly.

Whole lotta water on me, diamonds dancin' like the Harlem shake
The artist is wearing a lot of expensive jewelry and has a lot of ice on him, from which diamonds are sparkling and dancing out of tune.

With a nigga tank on E, if they gas 'em we gon' off his face
The singer's car's fuel is running out, and if someone attempts to fuel it or attack him, he and his friends will retaliate.

My shooter one call away, this shit get ruthless, goin' hard, no play
The person who is supposed to shoot on his request is always available, and he takes his business seriously.

We ballin' all the way and we ain't hoopin'
They are going all out and spending a lot of money - not just playing basketball.

Stand up nigga, I'm a lion like Lucius, stupid
The artist asserts that he is a person with integrity and is confident that he has the power of a lion-like Lucius from the film 'Empire.'

If you think I'm lovin' these groupies, use it
The artist states that he isn't interested in groupies and wouldn't care if somebody told him that they thought otherwise.

If you say you packin' your toolie, losin'
If the person being addressed claims that they have a gun, they lose because he will not believe them.

Nigga, that's somethin' I ain't doin'
The person being talked to requested that the singer do something, and he immediately responded that he wasn't interested.