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fredo bang – splashin* lyrics

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[intro: ynw melly]
ynw 4l
murda on the beat, so it’s not nice
uh, yeah

[chorus: ynw melly]
hop out the coupe, then i’m splashin’ (splashin’)
f+ck on your b+tch in the ashes (ashes)
hundred round drum on a .40 (.40)
put that f+ck boy in a basket (a basket)
put that that f+ck boy in a casket ( a casket)
put that that f+ck boy in a casket (a casket)
all of my b+tches, they bad (they bad)
they ain’t never ever had no baggage (yeah)
hop out the coupe, then i’m splashin’ (splashin’)
f+ck on your b+tch in the ashes (ashes)
hundred round drum on a .40 (.40)
put that f+ck boy in a basket (a basket)
put that that f+ck boy in a casket ( a casket)
put that that f+ck boy in a casket (a casket)
all of my b+tches, thеy bad (they bad)
they ain’t nevеr ever had no baggage (yeah)

[verse 1: fredo bang & ynw melly]
yeah, i’ma go spazz on ’em (yeah)
drop a lil’ cash on ’em (yeah)
choppa gon’ blast on ’em (yeah)
[?] b+tch dead homie (dead homie)
plannin’ on [?], put your hands on us
plannin’ on [?], put the bands on ’em
white t+shirt, put your mans on it
say you want smoke, gotta stand on it (blatt, blatt)
i’m never left in the field (yeah)
i make a b+tch disappear (yeah)
he sent a diss out, then he here (yeah)
i make yo’ momma drop a tear (blatt, blatt)
my k!ller k!ll a n+gga from the squealer yeah, i’m talkin’ bout the rat case (blatt, blatt, ah)
cut a bitty b+tch from the back like the b+tch off a back page (yeah, haw)
[chorus: ynw melly]
hop out the coupe, then i’m splashin’ (splashin’)
f+ck on your b+tch in the ashes (ashes)
hundred round drum on a .40 (.40)
put that f+ck boy in a basket (a basket)
put that that f+ck boy in a casket ( a casket)
put that that f+ck boy in a casket (a casket)
all of my b+tches, they bad (they bad)
they ain’t never ever had no baggage (yeah)
hop out the coupe, then i’m splashin’ (splashin’)
f+ck on your b+tch in the ashes (ashes)
hundred round drum on a .40 (.40)
put that f+ck boy in a basket (a basket)
put that that f+ck boy in a casket ( a casket)
put that that f+ck boy in a casket (a casket)
all of my b+tches, they bad (they bad)
they ain’t never ever had no baggage (yeah)

[verse 2: tee grizzley]



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