[Intro]
Redda
Ayy, nightmare Freddie, you see Bando in the cut
Boy, that sight right there scary
Watch yo' soul come out yo guts
Boy, that sight there funeral
Ooo
Nigga how the fuck you mean
You ain’t blowing steam how the fuck you hotter than me
You been speaking my name boy he way outta yo league
He was leaking like syrup we had cut him down like a tree
Drop the body Christmas Eve
It was still blood on the leaves
Nigga it’s Still blood on the gloves and it still Fistin up when it sqeeze
Boy I’m walking how I rock that snoop Alice on my feet
If you a square we hop scotch and knock blelight and leave 'em right there funeral, ooh
[Verse 1]
Nigga, how the fuck you mean?
You ain’t blowing steam, how the fuck you hotter than me?
You been speaking my name boy, he way outta yo' league
He was leaking like syrup, we had cut him down like a tree
Drop the body, Christmas Eve
It was still blood on the leaves
Nigga, it’s still blood on the gloves and it still fistin' up when it squeeze
Boy, I’m walking how I rock, that's new-balance on my feet
If you a square, we hopscotch, and knock blocks out yo' physique
Redda
Ayy, nightmare Freddie, you see Bando in the cut
Boy, that sight right there scary
Watch yo' soul come out yo guts
Boy, that sight there funeral
Ooo
Nigga how the fuck you mean
You ain’t blowing steam how the fuck you hotter than me
You been speaking my name boy he way outta yo league
He was leaking like syrup we had cut him down like a tree
Drop the body Christmas Eve
It was still blood on the leaves
Nigga it’s Still blood on the gloves and it still Fistin up when it sqeeze
Boy I’m walking how I rock that snoop Alice on my feet
If you a square we hop scotch and knock blelight and leave 'em right there funeral, ooh
[Verse 1]
Nigga, how the fuck you mean?
You ain’t blowing steam, how the fuck you hotter than me?
You been speaking my name boy, he way outta yo' league
He was leaking like syrup, we had cut him down like a tree
Drop the body, Christmas Eve
It was still blood on the leaves
Nigga, it’s still blood on the gloves and it still fistin' up when it squeeze
Boy, I’m walking how I rock, that's new-balance on my feet
If you a square, we hopscotch, and knock blocks out yo' physique
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