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tom fuckery (feat. trvp & rtg) - lord $hredda lyrics

(sheesh, lord, huh, huh, dynsaty)

[hook: lord shredda]
deep freezer flow i’m back on my cold sh*t
the dynasty the only n*ggas that i roll with (i roll with)
no sneak dissing, b*tch we ain’t the ones to f*ck with
wrong move, best believe we on that f*ck sh*t (n*ggas know that)
huh f*ck sh*t, tom f*ckery
yeah tom f*ckery
yeah tom f*ckery
b*tch, f*ck sh*t yeah, tom f*ckery
yeah tom f*ckery
the plug f*ck with me
[verse 1: lord shredda]
plugged in with them hackers and scammers
flee the scene delete the evidence off cameras, (and delete)
sneak in, sneak out like i’m santa (like i’m santa)
won’t hear a word like a n*gga don’t know grammar (don’t know grammar)
money talk, and i don’t hear your bands sir (bands sir)
lil cousin facing life in the slammer, (aye free jeffery)
i might go and get him out with that candle
talking specked out sh*t, you can’t handle
borderline psychotic, i’m thinking i bought a body
ballin’ like i’m stylish, eyeing ’cause you see me drownin’
drip drip drip drip, overflowing, broken fountain
clip clip clip clips, we coming for ya’ like a bounty

[hook: lord shredda]
deep freezer flow i’m back on my cold sh*t
the dynasty the only n*ggas that i roll with (i roll with)
no sneak dissing, b*tch we ain’t the ones to f*ck with (f*ck with)
wrong move, best believe we on that f*ck sh*t (n*ggas know that)
huh f*ck sh*t, tom f*ckery
yeah tom f*ckery
yeah tom f*ckery
f*ck sh*t yeah, tom f*ckery
yeah tom f*ckery
the plug f*ck with me
[verse 2: trvp]
the way a n*gga move, got ’em captivated
when out my body, ion need no perc to activate me
that pack touch down, f*ckin right b*tch, you know i made it
boys play with toys, b*tch i ain’t no f*cking baby
bih’ daddy that is not my baby, that is not my baby
i am not the father, tryna drive me crazy
ion remember sh*t i was on badacid
with the talking smooth, boy i am not jamaican
and these b*tches just like my l!cks, all kinds of races
and my b*tch want some head, talk about cabaser
hit the f*ck n*gga sh*t, its been activated
and the plug up there gonna drive me crazy

[verse 3: rtg]
i heard they toein’ and they tippin’ and they hide
i don’t get it n*ggas talking like they spin, but i ain’t never seen them visit all my n*ggas do it tell em, we together we just kick it
tell lil momma p*ssy boy and keep the rollie, time was tickin
huh, b*tch i hate when a p*ssy n*gga switch
i pass the ball to my brother, because you know i love assists
and he’ll shoot that b*tch like 2k but that n*gga won’t miss
wha’
n*gga won’t miss
and he’ll pop that b*tch like 2k but that n*gga don’t shoot
shoot, uh
shoot, ah
shoot, brr
shoot, ah
shoot, ah
shoot, ah
shoot, brr
shoot, uh
shoot, ah
[outro: rtg]
shut it down to make sure there’s real n*ggas left
i know some shooters that’ll whoop your ass up in the wheelchair
hold up shut it down to make sure there’s real n*ggas left
i know some shooters that’ll whoop your ass up in the wheelchair
f*ckery

- lord hredda lyrics

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