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feeling peachy freestyle - redrum214_ lyrics

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[hook]

i smoke too much
got a n*gga sleep
answer the phone, b*tch think i’m cheating (h*llo)
(hold up blame it on the weed)
ex just text me, see you this week (okay)
i ain’t know shawty was a freak (bad)
off the perc she be going geek (geekin)
florida b*tch gold mouth thick
hoe always yelling glee (gleeee)
ain’t no pressure with me n*gga
but my hittas can knock you off ya feet (blrrrdd)
big wood , that’s a 3.5 , don’t pass me no swisher sweet (h*ll naw)

[verse 1]

i know b*tches that’ll suck you off like lollipops (slurp)
while me and my n*ggas wait in the parking lot
run through yo sh*t like a traffic stop (boom boom boom boom)
i know n*ggas that finesse cars
have you looking outside where tf is my parking spot (wtf is my car)
i don’t f*ck with you n*ggas, stop hitting my phone
it’s crazy how you n*ggas played it and tried to change roles
people can’t speak good about me in public in private
they steady stirring up issues, (fake) i can get you wipe like a tissue
my n*ggas love guns they ready to squeeze, (boom boom boom)
they fingers itchin , get put on a tee
12 looking for em, like where did he go, where could he be, where did he go, where could he be
[hook]

i smoke too much
got a n*gga sleep
answer the phone, b*tch think i’m cheating (h*llo)
(hold up blame it on the weed)
ex just text me, see you this week (okay)
i ain’t know shawty was a freak (bad)
off the perc she be going geek (geekin)
florida b*tch gold mouth thick
hoe always yelling glee (gleeee)
ain’t no pressure with me n*gga
but my hittas can knock you off ya feet (blrrrdd)
big wood , that’s a 3.5 , don’t pass me no swisher sweet (h*ll naw)

[verse 2]

you know i loved you, you hurted me, call up the doctor
need surgery (d*mn), it’s never that deep hoe im just playing
(hahaha) i been that b*tch, what tf you saying ?
i just get high and i meditate, bullets ain’t got no name
(blrrrddd) just let ‘em spray
play with them kids like patty cake
start dissing toss the kids in a lake
y’all coulda had the bag if you didn’t hate
all them nights that i cried, i made lemonade (i did that)
these n*ggas can’t eat at my table, can’t sit at my table
cause you on the dinner plate (uh)
[hook]

i smoke too much
got a n*gga sleep
answer the phone, b*tch think i’m cheating (h*llo)
(hold up blame it on the weed)
ex just text me, see you this week (okay)
i ain’t know shawty was a freak (bad)
off the perc she be going geek (geekin)
florida b*tch gold mouth thick
hoe always yelling glee (gleeee) x2

[outro]
hoe always yell glee
hoe always yell glee

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