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Freddy

by Fredo

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She's getting it ready Wanna sell it to Freddy No lie, we don't spend on a jezzy Thirty racks that I spent on a Presi' We be steppin' in Fendi, we're spending a twenty The woman, she'll never forget me My youngin' in black, messy Yeah, I just got the wap in, heavy Them drops are holding horses I got this coat imported Nah, it didn't drop in Europe Lots of touring out on the street Them shoes that's down by my feet I got them now, but they're out in a week Four foreigns, we're out in a fleet Niggas rolling, I round up the team Listen Yeah, my youngins are juggin', doing their ting, food in the cling In two days, man's viewing the crib And two weeks rent costs two and a bit Got a view and it's lit Half a box, man's doing that quick My cunch ends popped off so much, I packed my bags and moved to the strip Niggas be talkin' trapping, they're lying Look at my bracelet, actually diamonds 'Bout to whip this pack I'm frying Balmain rips, looks scratched by lion Niggas don't want me to pop out Cleaning the strip with the mop out We used to chat, she's blocked now 'Cause she gave me hat, pop down But my wrist is on buss down Who can I trust now? Rolling with uck town Going to uptown, I don't do shows without uck now And all of my shows getting shutdown Thirty six O's getting bruck down Yeah, you had some money, you're bruck now I spend couple hundred on lunch now Leave gyal shy when I come 'round Check out my coat, that's a chinchilla She wanna hold on my chinchilla Chill nigga, six figures Women with us, they got sick figures Check it, I'm boiling and rocking Watching the oils, they're dropping Whip it up, oils are locking Plus all of my boils are problem Yeah, gunners are with me, you know it Yeah, I'm running the city, you know it Yeah, I'm clubbing, it's with me, I got it No, it's nuttin' to spill all the profit Told myself I ain't shopping this week Next day, Harvey, top and a jeans Both of them shits gonna cost me a G Sayin', show this to your people innit And when I talk, you lot listen

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