[Hook: Kojo Funds]
Yeah, me dun talkin'
Yeah, me dogs dem gun barkin', yeah
Yeah, me dun talkin'
Yeah, me dogs dem gun barkin', yeah
Yeah, me dun talkin'
Yeah, me dogs dem gun barkin', yeah
Yeah, me dun talkin'
Yeah, me dogs dem gun barkin', yeah
[Verse 1: Kojo Funds]
Hello, it's me again
Tell a friend to tell a friend
Got the boxes, not the Benz
Man ah heard them pagans in the ends, yeah
I no run away, aiii
Bag him up like weed, aiii
Yeah, I smoke dem trees, aiii
Free Siri, they gave him three-five
[Verse 2: Fredo]
Yeah, I'm done talking
I drive foreigns cuh I'm done walking, and that's all facts
My bro Rats got a spot filled with all straps
Anytime I'm looking in my pot, bro, it's all crack
And right now, these bitches are badder than ever
Your broski got touched, go and bang for your bredda
My young Gs are well known for damping up sweaters
Niggas know Fredo, he's down for whatever
Free up my niggas, I miss 'em the most
That's why every week, we do dip-ins and ghost
Got a show so we're bringing the smoke
Only thing that you niggas are bringing is hoes
I've got a thing for my East bitch
She backs it proper and she won't pet to eat it
I'm still turning one into three bricks
So these songs ain't the only thing on remix
Yeah, me dun talkin'
Yeah, me dogs dem gun barkin', yeah
Yeah, me dun talkin'
Yeah, me dogs dem gun barkin', yeah
Yeah, me dun talkin'
Yeah, me dogs dem gun barkin', yeah
Yeah, me dun talkin'
Yeah, me dogs dem gun barkin', yeah
[Verse 1: Kojo Funds]
Hello, it's me again
Tell a friend to tell a friend
Got the boxes, not the Benz
Man ah heard them pagans in the ends, yeah
I no run away, aiii
Bag him up like weed, aiii
Yeah, I smoke dem trees, aiii
Free Siri, they gave him three-five
[Verse 2: Fredo]
Yeah, I'm done talking
I drive foreigns cuh I'm done walking, and that's all facts
My bro Rats got a spot filled with all straps
Anytime I'm looking in my pot, bro, it's all crack
And right now, these bitches are badder than ever
Your broski got touched, go and bang for your bredda
My young Gs are well known for damping up sweaters
Niggas know Fredo, he's down for whatever
Free up my niggas, I miss 'em the most
That's why every week, we do dip-ins and ghost
Got a show so we're bringing the smoke
Only thing that you niggas are bringing is hoes
I've got a thing for my East bitch
She backs it proper and she won't pet to eat it
I'm still turning one into three bricks
So these songs ain't the only thing on remix
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