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envy me - freshito lyrics

i’m feeling like a lotta n*ggas envy me , lil n*gga but a big dog ask emily
elizabeth
just in case you n*ggas wasn’t getting me, and i keep my b*tches in line , assembly
i’m a real n*gga
put all my n*ggas on , and get em out the field type n*gga
you’d a swore they was some thieves , they keep the steel right wit em , these hoes ain’t my cup of tea but i still might hit em
and i’m fresh up out the trap
road racing
i won’t miss a single lap
yo baby
got her face up in my lap
how she put that tongue to work
i’m finna give her ass a app
money flipping like a gymnast on a mat , i go bananas , and yo b*tch a hollaback
girlie super cool wit that
she love playing in my plaits
while i’m counting up my racks
she know she ain’t getting sh*t
we done been established that
she can’t get a single cent
smoking gas , got me higher than some rent
me and k!ll a track * too synonymous
yeah i mighta hit that b*tch but she still anonymous
in her throat , got her choking on my kids , slow strokes , arch right , got her lying on her ribs , spotlight how i’m shining , wet floor signs watch my drip , give a f*ck what we was , you switched up , so since then that’s what it is
exotic in the wood got it kicking like chun li , you smoke virginia slims i roll colorado chubbies , she call you hubby , calling me “come f*ck me” , disgusting , trust me , you kiss her you don’t wanna use yo tongue g
run up , hope you brought yo gun g
on us , ain’t no one above team , no rush , i’m slowed up , cupping on lean , you cuffin bussies , coulda never ever bun me , stuffing hundies , in my pockets , puffing musty , hands stay crusty , but yo b*tch stay tryna f*ck me , b*tch i been a king , ain’t underground tho , i ain’t bun b , pimp c in my hi*c i’m feeling lovely
i’m feeling lovely
gas got me in the mirror asking why i drugged me
fresh*to always been the sh*t since his was up in huggies
flow colder than a b*tch , temp check , 32 degrees , get cheese , phone jumping two springs , pull a few strings , pulling hair out to the loosies , pulling hair til it’s looser , yous a loser n*ggas faker than a rumor , i’s sick like tumors
i’m feeling like a lotta n*ggas envy me , lil n*gga but a big dog ask emily
elizabeth
just in case you n*ggas wasn’t getting me, and i keep my b*tches in line , pedigree

look*look*looking back on folks that was ahead of me
light skin b*tch , outside , peanut b*tter , inside these n*ggas jelly b
finna make a way off wooords like i’m tryna flip a spelling bee
sipping 8s of purp got me moving like the elderly
never bought a b*tch a purse , never thought of wedding rings
you’d a thought it was the purge how we redden up the streets
pull up on the scene , looking like a off tv
blacked , out , like , imma shooter
gimme brain i call her tutor
ride me like scooters , p*ssy wet like scubers , diving in that cooter , made her bring your loot first , my hands in yo boo purse , my boo tight , yours looser , and you finna lose her , see the ice , the cream scooped her , f*ck her right , remove her
she wanna be my b*tch
told her flood my hood first
she wanna hit my l!cks
called her goofy goober
she wanna be my b*tch
told her f*ck the hood first
she wanna hit my l!cks
i’m like uhhh no

i’m feeling like a lotta n*ggas envy me , lil n*gga but a big dog ask emily
elizabeth
just in case you n*ggas wasn’t getting me, and i keep my b*tches in line , pedigree
i’m feeling like a lotta n*ggas envy me , lil n*gga but a big dog ask emily
elizabeth
just in case you n*ggas wasn’t getting me, and i keep all my b*tches in line , assembly

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