Freddy (Explicit) - Fredo
Lyrics by:M. W. Bailey
She's gettin' it ready
Wanna send it to Freddy
No lie we don't spend on a jezzy
Thirty racks that I spent on the Presi'
We be steppin' Fendi we're spendin' a twenty
The woman she'll never forget me
My youngen in black messy
Yeah I just got the gwap in heavy
Them drops are holdin' horses
I-I got this coat imported
Nah it didn't drop in Europe
Lots of tourin' out on the street
Them shoes that's down by my feet
I got them now but they're out in a week
Four foreigns we're out in a fleet
N***as rollin' I round up the team listen
Yeah my youngens are juggin'
Doing their ting food in the cling
In two days man's viewin' the crib
And two weeks rent costs two and a bit
Got a view and it's lit
Half a box man's doin' that quick
My cunch ends popped off so much
I packed my bags and moved to the strip
N***as be talkin' trappin' they're lyin'
Look at my bracelet actually diamonds
'Bout to whip this pack I'm fryin'
Balmain rips like scratched by lion
N***as don't want me to pop out
Cleanin' the strip with the mop out
We used to chat she's blocked now
'Cause she gave me hat pop down
But my wrist is on bust down
Who can I trust now Rolling with uck town
Goin' to uck town I don't do shows without uck now
And all of my shows gettin' shutdown
Thirty-six O's gettin' bruck down
Yeah you had some money you're bruck now
I spend couple hundred on lunch now
Leave gyal shy when I come 'round
Check out my coat that's a chinchilla
She wanna hold on my chinchilla
Trill n***a six figures
Women with us they got sick figures
Check it I'm boilin' the rock in
Watchin' the oils they're droppin'
Whip it up oils are lockin'
Plus all of my boils are problem
Yeah gunners are with me you know it
Yeah I'm runnin' the city you know it
Yeah I'm clubbin' it's with me I got it
No it's nothin' to spend all the profit
Told myself I ain't shoppin' this week
Next day Harvey top and a jeans
Both of them s**ts gonna cost me a G