WITSRIP – Freaky Friday

WITSRIP – Freaky Friday Lyrics

Artist: WITSRIP
Song: Freaky Friday

Yeah
Yeah yeah yeah
Yeah
I rap, with the 9 on me

I ride, with the strap on me
I rap with the 9 on me, ride with the strap on me, n#gg#s cannot test me
I rap with the 9 on me, trap with that grip on me, n#gg#s cannot flex on me
I’m hitting the streets

He need me to f#cking blast for them
Hit my bat phone, hit my trap phone
I’m a OG, in a young n#gg# body
I’m a OG, in a young n#gg# body

I ain’t co-signing sh#t, if I ain’t with it
I’m hopping out the whip, they gettin shots out the grip
I’m blasting up out the v
I’m blasting up out the v

I’m tryna get a pot to pee in, I’m moving like a piston
I’m moving with that pistol, if a n#gg# wanna try something with me, f#ck em, then
Came home showed the grip to my momma, I walked out tucking it, yeah yeah yeah
Momma know I got it on me, she ain’t gotta tuck me in

Tapped in with my n#gg#s, I had straps up in my pants
See him outside his crib imma bang it, f#ck his parents
Unless it’s pull up time, you gotta pay me off for an appearance
I’m hearing this, hear that

They want beef, then a n#gg# smear that blood like it’s wax
I go bat sh#t
Fonem hit my phone we boutta attack, yeah
They be some sad faces

We ain’t gone catch cases
It won’t take me cash ain’t it
Don’t take me cash, ain’t it
Two shots while we pass n#gg#

And he might pass, yeah
Send shots let it cast away, and he might pass away
Damn
I’m full fledged

I rap with the 9 on me, trap with that grip on me, n#gg#s cannot flex on me
I’m hitting the streets
He need me to f#cking blast for them
Hit my bat phone, hit my trap phone

I’m a OG, in a young n#gg# body
I’m a OG, in a young n#gg# body
I ain’t co-signing sh#t, if I ain’t with it
I’m hopping out the whip, they gettin shots out the grip

Shotgun by my side
Hammer in my hand
You can blow my c#ck
Or make me blow my 9

And so I tuck that fire, tuck that fire, in case they wanna try me
And you might f#cking die
Iron sights my right eye
One 9 in each hand, now I got iron sights in both eyes

Momma know I got it on me, she ain’t gotta tuck me in
Tapped in with my n#gg#s, I had straps up in my pants
See him outside his crib imma bang it, f#ck his parents
I rap with the 9 on me, trap with that grip on me, n#gg#s cannot flex on me

I’m hitting the streets
He need me to f#cking blast for em
Hit my bat phone, hit my trap phone
I’m a OG, in a young n#gg# body

I’m a OG, in a young n#gg# body
Yeah
Please don’t f#cking try me n#gg#
I’m really gettin tired of the b#llsh#t

For real n#gg#
Some S.I. gangster sh#t
f#ck up outta my face n#gg#
Who the f#ck you think you talking to

Yeah
Aha
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From the album:
Freaky Friday (feat. Chris Brown) [Explicit]
Release Year: 2018

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