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franco drew - whistle blows lyrics

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​chorus:
rolling down in a caddy
hearing these b-tches who’re calling me daddy
cruising the streets without using a navi
screaming f-ck the federallies
when their whistles blow
that kush be keeping me focused
so many clouds i think that i’m choking
eyes so red you’ll think i’m croaking
pour that gin until i’m soaking
woah
yo
hands up when i’m swerving
ballerina’s twirling
grind like i’m working
while these hood rats keep twerking
when my whistle blows
them lights keep on flashing
your b-tch kiss with p-ssion
she takes my pants off
’cause she fell in love with my fashion
woah
yo

verse 1:
chains on but no slave
i write bars like cocaine
grew hard like foreplay
and went through some slow pain
to prove a point to y’all
missed the clutch but i won’t stall
keep on rolling like a ball
and i will never fall
as i rode the wave
slowly form a rolling “j”
flowing like i’m floating on a lonely open bay
open blades
on your throat but i know that i’m no murderer
and don’t you ever think that i’m a waiter although i’m serving you
on a new level so i always strive and prosper
i’m a gentle man in the bed ’cause i’m proper
i can pick you up like a rock then i drop you
see you skip ahead in the mother f-ckin water
’til you drown and you choke ’cause you can’t handle the pressure
suicidal adolescent caught up in depression
grabbing on my waist like she’s reaching smith n wesson’s
when my whistle’s blowing she believes it’s like a blessing

​chorus:
rolling down in a caddy
hearing these b-tches who’re calling me daddy
cruising the streets without using a navi
screaming f-ck the federallies
when their whistles blow
that kush be keeping me focused
so many clouds i think that i’m choking
eyes so red you’ll think i’m croaking
pour that gin until i’m soaking
woah
yo
hands up when i’m swerving
ballerina’s twirling
grind like i’m working
while these hood rats keep twerking
when my whistle blows
them lights keep on flashing
your b-tch kiss with p-ssion
she takes my pants off
’cause she fell in love with my fashion
woah
yo

verse 2:
revved up, let’s move in
like ice, boy i’m cooling
get wet up like drooling
it’s nice i’m improving
and keep it real for my people
who’re living free or illegal
keeping a strap on if they is lethal
leaving it equal if you’re a weasel
and we’re turning up, yo, turning up
weed smoke keep burning up
sh-t’s so loud you heard the buzz
like trouble, son we’re stirring up
to hear a whistle blowing from the 5-z-e-r-o
just so we can feel the rush like we was fiending on some c0ke
woah
f-ck what you say if you’re trying to go against me
i could give two f’s, like my belt, that’s a fendi
if you look me in my eyes and you’re acting like a friendly
then you start talking sh-t behind my back, you is ending
“pow pow pow” to your chest lyrically
hear it hit you so hard that you feel it vividly
these cats always wonder why i act so differently
’cause i’m blessed with entertaining and that’s my ability

​chorus:
rolling down in a caddy
hearing these b-tches who’re calling me daddy
cruising the streets without using a navi
screaming f-ck the federallies
when their whistles blow
that kush be keeping me focused
so many clouds i think that i’m choking
eyes so red you’ll think i’m croaking
pour that gin until i’m soaking
woah
yo
hands up when i’m swerving
ballerina’s twirling
grind like i’m working
while these hood rats keep twerking
when my whistle blows
them lights keep on flashing
your b-tch kiss with p-ssion
she takes my pants off
’cause she fell in love with my fashion
woah
yo



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