
Fredriquez Lil Freaky (Ft. Young Thug)
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[Chorus: Lil Freaky]
I just do what I do, pour up the 4 in the Coope
I drip from my top, to my motherfuckin shoe
Chacin that paper, I'm after that lute
I keep me 3 bitches, like they on the loose
Pistol in my forign, just hope I don’t shoot
I pray to god the trigger don't jam, your bitch on my dick, I just popped a Xan
[Verse 1: Lil Freaky]
Head for cover, you know that we comin
Hit your block like Osama, we bumpin
Hop in the Coope, your bitch in the front
She keep askin me why I keep stuntin
Stunt on a nigga for what?
I really came from nothin
AP on the wrist, they ain't know
Iced the gang out, put chains on all of them
She put my name on her
I put the gang on me
I copped the Coope for no reason, cut off the top, the blood you can see
I put the blood in the beef
I put the bean in the beef
I put the stick in the seat, and it gon shoot whenever I please
[Chorus: Lil Freaky]
I just do what I do, pour up the 4 in the Coope
I drip from my top, to my motherfuckin shoe
Chacin that paper, I’m after that lute
I keep me 3 bitches, like they on the loose
Pistol in my forign, just hope I don't shoot
I pray to god the trigger don't jam, your bitch on my dick, I just popped a Xan
I just do what I do, pour up the 4 in the Coope
I drip from my top, to my motherfuckin shoe
Chacin that paper, I'm after that lute
I keep me 3 bitches, like they on the loose
Pistol in my forign, just hope I don’t shoot
I pray to god the trigger don't jam, your bitch on my dick, I just popped a Xan
[Verse 1: Lil Freaky]
Head for cover, you know that we comin
Hit your block like Osama, we bumpin
Hop in the Coope, your bitch in the front
She keep askin me why I keep stuntin
Stunt on a nigga for what?
I really came from nothin
AP on the wrist, they ain't know
Iced the gang out, put chains on all of them
She put my name on her
I put the gang on me
I copped the Coope for no reason, cut off the top, the blood you can see
I put the blood in the beef
I put the bean in the beef
I put the stick in the seat, and it gon shoot whenever I please
[Chorus: Lil Freaky]
I just do what I do, pour up the 4 in the Coope
I drip from my top, to my motherfuckin shoe
Chacin that paper, I’m after that lute
I keep me 3 bitches, like they on the loose
Pistol in my forign, just hope I don't shoot
I pray to god the trigger don't jam, your bitch on my dick, I just popped a Xan
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