Freddy (feat. Young Thug)

Текст песни TrapBoy Freddy - Freddy (feat. Young Thug)

Ayy (ayy, ayy), ah
Ah, ah, ah, ah
Yeah, whoo
Yeah, whoo

Now I can see why they scary (why?)
Everything 'bout me Freddy (yeah)
Karats in the chain get scary (scary)
Karats in my ring big scary (scary)
I pour the red in the cherry (cherry)
Actavis, makin' it berry (berry)
I serve a pack if he ready (ready)
Or I can call Trapboy Freddy (whoo, brr)

Yeah, serve all the Seroquel, quick, pop all the Roxies (Roxies)
Jet to the land, we poppin' (jet to the)
See you in Atlanta, no tropics (in the land)
I'ma fuck a nurse in crops and (ayy, ayy)
Every single drink got tox' in it (tox' in it)
Bitches just trippin', you coppin' (coppin')
Never let a purse be the topic (whoo)

I'm 'bout to go to the bank (the bank)
I put my neck and my wrist on sink, uh (ooh)
First, my lil' bitch was a saint
Now she be naked rockin' a mink, uh (yeah)
I got big gas and it stank
Callin' it fish, need to buy me a tank, woo (on God)
New Orleans, bitch, on the way

But she don't rock gold like a sank (whoo)
I keep the Drake off of safety
I got a extra clip and a shank (keep the Draco)
She wanna be my lil' baby
And I refuse to tell her she can't, uh (I refuse)
I lost a residence in Vegas
It was a two-point-eight, uh (two-point-eight)

We might not never have a baby
'Cause she been swallowin' all of the semen (whoo, bitch)
I went from servin' them rocks to sellin' them blocks
(What?) Plexico (ayy)
I caught a bitch and I fucked her
Then left her on the couch, who next to go? (Ayy)
She rockin' Gucci and Louis panties for her crotch (what?), oh
I keep a tech nine and a Uzi under the couch, oh

Now I can see why they scary (whoo)
Everything 'bout me Freddy (yeah)
Karats in the chain get scary (scary)
Karats in my ring big scary (scary)
I pour the red in the cherry (cherry)
Actavis, makin' it berry (berry)
I serve a pack if he ready (ready)
Or I can call Trapboy Freddy (pick up)

Yeah, serve all the Seroquel, quick, pop all the Roxies (ayy)
Jet to the land, we poppin' (jet to the)
See you in Atlanta, no tropics (tropics)
I'ma fuck a nurse in crops and- (crops and-)
Every single drink got tox' in it (tox' in it)
Bitches just trippin', you coppin' (coppin', whoo)
Never let a purse be the topic (uh-uh)

Never let the purse be the topic
'Specially when a young nigga poppin' (yeah, poppin')
No, it ain't trickin' if you got it
But you can't be watchin' my pockets (uh-uh, nah)
Go half on her new body (her new body)
In the bulletproof truck smokin' Biscotti (Biscotti)
Can't fuck with lil' buddy, he knew 'bout it (he knew 'bout it)
I'm the motherfuckin' boss

What you do 'bout it? (what you do 'bout it, pussy?)
Jet to the land, we poppin' (poppin')
Can't cuff her if she thottin' (nah)
Can't trust him, he rotten (uh-uh)
Put one in his motherfuckin' noggin (boom)
I just went Valentino to the floor by the ropes (by the ropes)
We belong together (yeah)
I'm in the trap makin' plays on the couch

Mixin' some medicine strong together (hey)
High-tech, sippin' on red (red)
Percocet just for my head and things (nah)
Babygirl, look at them legs (legs)
Ooh, I almost said some things (hold up)
If he diss on the set, catch a check (catch a check)
My necklace open and close, huh
VVS all in the nose, huh (woo)

Now I can see why they scary (whoo)
Everything 'bout me Freddy (yeah)
Karats in the chain get scary (scary)
Karats in my ring big scary (scary)
I pour the red in the cherry (cherry)
Actavis, makin' it berry (berry)
I serve a pack if he ready (ready)
Or I can call Trapboy Freddy (pick up, yeah)

Yeah, serve all the Seroquel, quick, pop all the Roxies (ayy)
Jet to the land, we poppin' (jet to the)
See you in Atlanta, no tropics (tropics)
I'ma fuck a nurse in crops and- (crops and-)
Every single drink got tox' in it (tox' in it)
Bitches just trippin', you coppin' (coppin')
Never let a purse be the topic (uh-uh)