bebe - freeband matt lyrics
[chorus]
this ain’t no bebe, boy this a beretta
if you tryna run up, then ’em hollows gon catch ya
i’m really in the streets, yeah i’m throwing my set up
one call away, yeah my n*ggas i sent them
this ain’t no bebe, boy this a beretta
if you tryna run up, then ’em hollows gon catch ya
i’m really in the streets, yeah i’m throwing my set up
one call away, yeah my n*ggas i sent them
[verse 1: ohtrapstar]
audi r8, pop up by the block
n*ggas sending threats, slide up on the block
keep a red dot to his [?] ’cause my shoe’s red
green light, on the go, keep a pole
keep extended clip, aim it to his nose
take his b*tch, she [?]
she a sl*tty b*tch, she a sl*tty ho
duck duck goose, 30 go [?]
fiji aquafina you can’t do what i can’t do
hop off the jet, i just took a flight
[?] to l.a. , do it for the thrill
out the pj, smoking on [?]
i just popped a xan, [?] all night
f*cking on your ho, [?]
[?] ’cause she busy for the night
[chorus]
this ain’t no bebe, boy this a beretta
if you tryna run up, then ’em hollows gon catch ya
i’m really in the streets, yeah i’m throwing my set up
one call away, yeah my n*ggas i sent them
this ain’t no bebe, boy this a beretta
if you tryna run up, then ’em hollows gon catch ya
i’m really in the streets, yeah i’m throwing my set up
one call away, yeah my n*ggas i sent them
[verse 2: freeband matt]
[?] on a l!ck, and i’m riding in a rover
hoes wanna suck my d*ck and i don’t even know her
i might pop a beam if i’m feeling the show yeah
i might pop a perc if that ho wanna go yeah
i’m riding with this choppa and it’s fully loaded
finna catch a homicide if that n*gga totin’
if he pull up on me wrong, then that pistol blowin’
and my n*ggas really wit’ it, you should the [?]
lil’ n*gga pipe down
it’s me and trapstar and we really sending rounds
and you f*ck n*ggas really acting like some clowns
me and my lil’ n*ggas really rep’ the south
if you actin’ tough, my lil n*gga let you down
we really catching bodies, don’t come around my town
[?]
and i’m ridin’ in a ghost, finna hit downtown, wit’ a hundred round
[chorus]
this ain’t no bebe, boy this a beretta
if you tryna run up, then ’em hollows gon catch ya
i’m really in the streets, yeah i’m throwing my set up
one call away, yeah my n*ggas i sent them
this ain’t no bebe, boy this a beretta
if you tryna run up, then ’em hollows gon catch ya
i’m really in the streets, yeah i’m throwing my set up
one call away, yeah my n*ggas i sent them
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