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untitled bihhh - freshito lyrics

phone on 1 imma make dis quick
trust no one but my 4 fif
trap goin nuts i ain’t got no nicks , bro keep dat cannon pirate ship
smoking on cookie counting dubs dats crisp
jus want ya p*ssy keep da love lil b*tch
young n*gga got it out the mud , like a stick , quick pop up hit em like a l!ck
ain’t have no papa , is what it is
ain’t have no guidance , ain’t that a b*tch
coulda went to college , sh*t wasn’t meant , money got mileage , run it up
perpetually
b*tch imma dog check da collar nd da pedigree , gave em head starts nd dese n*ggas not ahead of me

smoking on gas so loud it’s deafening
spitting this sh*t wit intentions of deadening
did it on my own , so f*ck watchu was telling me
never took a loan , but i took a couple felonies
real ass n*gga ain’t sh*t that you can tell a g
student of da game but it ain’t no failing me

iiiiiii don’t fight
you can keep da flailing
i’m sending sh*lls , sailing
got a white b*tch , she got glasses steady tryna run sh*t , sarah palin
put d*ck in her bladder , black lives matter , make her yell it

she gimme head , cuz she not selfish
i’m in her neck , i’m in her pelvis

drop deuce til i’m dead i feel like elvis

cop duece , nah dats dead , nd it’s rotten smelling
on da deuce , i was pourin up da deuce by the seven
plus eleven , sipping , chilling , kickin back wit my brethren
at the present , i be jettin to da checks nd to my lettuce
smoking cabbage wit da baddest , hand full of yams , she ain’t mad about it

b*tch i been da man , never had to shout it

give her d*ck on demand , keep my woman smiling
young n*gga childish , i keep toys round me so keep wyling boy if you wantin to
f*ck her off the fit ain’t no tellin what da funds a do
n*ggas think you snitchin , can’t f*ck witchu
thought you walked up in the kitchen , nah it’s jus da booth
mean b*tch she a cutie but her ass a lil rudy like huxtable , it’s unjustable
switchin on da bros
blitzin up the road , gotta get it
missions , wit my misses
i be sliding wit my mistress
guiding lights up out the trenches
synchronistic

- freshito lyrics

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