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daboii – freddie vs. jason lyrics

[intro]
uh huh, this is where that sh+t get scary n+gga
this where sh+t get terrifying
yeah, it’s raining, it’s pouring, the old man is
yeah, you know the rest n+gga
f+ck wrong wit’ a n+gga, n+gga?
sob sh+t b+tch
ywn sh+t b+tch
f+ck wrong wit’ a n+gga?
i don’t know what the f+ck these n+ggas thought but i’m finna let ’em know
b+tch, take ya head out your mothaf+ckin’ ass
and get you a n+gga with some mothaf+ckin’ class b+tch
yeah n+gga i talk that p sh+t, yeah i really be on that sob sh+t though
f+ck wrong wit’ a b+tch? huh? two hunned b+tch, huh
this sh+t serious n+gga, i wouldn’t lie to you n+gga
this sh+t like a scary movie or something
like a scary series or something n+gga
freddie vs jason type sh+t, here i go

[verse]
naw i ain’t squashing sh+t, n+gga f+ck that
it be times i wake up and be like, “f+ck rap”
i showed n+ggas love, got no love back
bullets flying out the, make ’em jump jack
every n+gga with me shoot we the dream team
n+gga this is not a flash, this a green beam
i got money on my mind, n+gga ching ching
big draco’s, n+gga stinc team
i could make her bust it open on the first date
i tote big ass choppas, make the earth shake
been taking n+gga’s b+tches since the third grade
free my baby janky mitchy out the bird cage
we was tied fourth quarter, this the overtime
n+gga watch yo mans, they be showing signs
glock gotta stay with me keep my bros from crying
everything i say two hundred, this sh+t more than rhymes (this sh+t real)
this where this sh+t get terrifying
if i don’t put ’em in the dirt (hip hop, hip hop), i bet i’ll paralyze ’em
let my nuts hang anywhere, no i don’t fear n0body
oh we went to school together? i ain’t recognize ’em (real)
f+ck with n+ggas from a distance, don’t get close to me
two n+ggas run up on daboii i’ll leave ’em both deceased
b+tch it’s the lion of the jungle, what’s a goat to me?
if you don’t wanna lose the race then n+gga don’t compete
i got the trophy in my hands, i’m going home with this
ask me where i get this from, like i stole the sh+t
b+tch ask me for some head, i’m like, “you joking b+tch”
i had thought that you was drunk but naw you loaded b+tch
i ain’t gotta c+ck it back, yeah my sh+t loaded b+tch
us against them p+ssy n+ggas, who you rolling with?
boiling my chain up in hot water so the golds’ll hit
vlone on my body turn my back b+tch take a motion pic
i was gon’ end the song 12 bars ago, perky kicking in
heard the whole cl!ck tryna blow the team, let them b+tches in
i ain’t coming out today brodie bro, yeah i’m wit’ the kids
talking ’bout how it’s a four up in your twenty, b+tch you sippin’ tris
baby said she wanna build with me, i ain’t no architect
forty pointers in my buffy+uffs, cost a arm and leg
baby play your roll
you n+ggas ’bout two seasons late, i got the latest on
i don’t got no open cases, all my cases closed
granny ask me how her baby been, said, “you would hate to know”
you ain’t really ’bout what n+ggas claiming, what you faking for?
if we peep some squares up in the circle, we reshaping those
yeah i could spit a million bars, i ain’t no rapper though
acting different on these b+tches, ain’t no actor though
it get cold up in that summer, throw your jacket on
ain’t gonna be aiming at no feet when we start tagging toes
b+tch
[outro]
hip hop, hip hop, hip hop

- daboii lyrics

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