Freshito – 32

Freshito – 32 Lyrics

Artist: Freshito
Song: 32

Welcome to my reality , run it up hourly , sprint to da stacks , i’m my own boss in da trap i got perks but it ain’t come wit no salary , smoking on celery , da loud got my blunt yelling , screaming nd hollering
Rap on the beat nd it sound like i’m stumbling , fumbling da bag can’t never do nun of it , hit woods when i rap that’s just for the blunt of it
Word to the mother ship
Cuz i’m out the sky for real

Gifted way too different i must not be of this realm
n#gg# pearling woods don’t give no f#ck about a stem , in this b#tch wit broski nd sum thugs can’t leave out gang nd dem dule hill
Cuz these n#gg#s really actors
Get around da b#tches nd they turn into sum trappers

I really came up out thе trenches i ain’t have no laddеr had to get it out the mud
I did it thuggin cuz it’s faster
At n#gg#s necks i feel like a chiropractor
Jus want the sex you can keep lil shortie after

We in a session all you hear is gas nd laughter , issa vibe issa vibe she a vibe i’m finna crash her
Eatin boujee b#tches off a silver platter
f#ck her quickly i ain’t tryna pitter patter
She said we talk but i ain’t wit the chitter chatter

Outlined in chalk dey knocked his head off made it splatter
Hit the kush i’m in a coma now i’m living inna dream , look in the mirror see it clearer , is dat him or is it me
Either way dat boy da king
Any day i’m serving fiends

Billy russell phone got rings , i get it in by any means
Off the muscle , off the schemes , come wit money issa green
Ain’t tryna tussle , here’s a beam , ain’t wanna f#ck her popped a bean
Can’t let nothing in between

Me nd me including me
Scheme d m me aye freshie
It’s been a second here’s sum beats
Couple months went by at least

I said let’s work he said agreed
I’m a pit without no lease
All my whips ain’t got no lease
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Irreality
Welcome to my reality , run it up hourly , sprint to da stacks , i’m my own boss in da trap i got perks but it ain’t come wit no salary , smoking on celery , da loud got my blunt yelling , screaming nd hollering
Rap on the beat
Sound like i’m stumbling , fumbling da bag can’t never do nun of it , hit woods when i rap that’s just for the blunt of it

Word to the mother ship
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Freshito Lyrics – 32

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From the album:
Dumpster Shit [Explicit]
Release Year: 2020