Not My Dons Fredo & Lacrim & 3robi

[Intro]
Writer's Block

[Verse 1: Fredo]
Nah, I ain't snapping with no chicks in the rave
I swear I'll leave that for them niggas that's lame
You know me, I'm putting all this dick in her face
Then the next thing you know Fred's missing again
If I was in school, I wouldn't listen again
We see the opps then we'll ching 'em again
Yo, babes, if you're Barbie, then I'm Ken
Yeah, I stay with the army, but I'm Fred
Got a box on my bling in here
Call in my swimmingwear
Mind you don't slip in here
Fredo is dripping here
We bring big sticks there, then vanish into thin air
No trace man, the ting's clear
I'm the main event I ain't opening for
I had a Z of Raw but I was hoping for more
I never had no trouble opening whores
I've probably had more trouble opening doors
Yeah, it's hard to believe that I drip a lot
'Cause you can still see me in my chicken shop
With my young niggas tryna duck the pigs a lot
They say I get 'em big guns just to rip 'em off
When will this nigga stop? Pretty girl come and sing along
I got a show so I gotta bring my thing along
I ain't fillin' out a form when I take a box
Yeah, I came from the bottom but she's giving top