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freeway donny - 2121 lyrics

[intro: freeway donny]
it’s up, motherf+cker
what the h+ll you think you doin’ with that lil sh+t?
it’s donny, n+gga
stop it, stop it
rus up
youngin on the beat
aye

[verse 1: freeway donny]
one up top, we don’t never gotta cl!ck clack (it’s one up top, n+gga)
and b+tch, we known to get it poppin’, what’s a get back?
i ain’t with the chit chat, get a n+gga sh+t splat (sh+t splat, n+gga)
even if i did it i’mma act like i ain’t did that (i don’t know)
only time you see me runnin’ from the dispatch
n+ggas ain’t ready for these rides, go to six flags (go to six flags)
b+tch, we vanish from the scene just like it’s witchcraft (like it’s witchcraft)
and we ain’t trynna know yo’ age, we give kidnaps, n+gga (go to sleep, n+gga)
i ain’t gotta wear designer to get yo’ b+tch sn+tched (to get yo’ b+tch sn+tchеd)
all that talkin’ out yo’ neck gone get a b+tch slappеd, n+gga (b+tch)
they keep drivin’ h+lla weird, lil bruh, flip that
you a pup, we big dogs, it’s a mismatch (lil pup, n+gga)
fully switch or take this fn, f+ck yo’ six pack (oh, that’s a fn)
all my shooters play the field like this sh+t [?]
when you slid you hit a old man, boy, that sh+t tragic (hit og)
i love to slide with baby ++++, he givin’ sh+t bags (yeah, you know)
i don’t do the pretty guns, i like my sh+t black (all black, n+gga)
i heard my name in they mouth, well, tell ’em speak facts (tell ’em what?)
soon as a n+gga say hike i bet he get sacked
you better ask a broke b+tch, boy, i’m a big cat
[verse 2: young slo+be]
(it’s the gang)
better ask a broke b+tch, i’m a big cat
big dog in my hood though, i’m where the pits at (21, n+gga)
aye, aye, the work like pancakes ‘cuz we flip that
ouwee, but sendin’ shots with my aos
can’t body him for a chain, n+gga, but we still take take souls
you say you ’bout a drill, well show me somethin’ ‘cuz we paint folks
aye, aye, i’m picasso with this big pole (chop, n+gga)
lil n+gga, better stand down (stand down, n+gga)
b+tch, i don’t wanna answer no questions, put yo’ hands down (aye, put yo’ hands down)
aye, aye, n+gga, it’s a lash, don’t put yo’ hands down (aye, keep yo’ hands up)
last time i dripped on a n+gga it was a k sound
lil boy, on 21, we got h+lla sticks
b+tch know my name hold weight, you broke, get fixed
[?] and did a drill right after in the same outfit
he ain’t a rat but he dry snitched, that’s still mouse sh+t (that’s still rat sh+t)
shoutout ko, n+gga put me a house l!ck (put me on that house l!ck)
dead broke, that’s probably why i’m flippin’ through yo’ couches
made tina turn around, i bet trey could do the vouchin’
aye, if you ain’t in it stay out the way if you ain’t ’bout it
aye, ‘cuz me and joc lettin’ sh+t splash, bet chris could vouch it
put a k after 21, you better mean that (better mean that)
beat that load up, aye, aye, like a bean bag (like a bean bag)
startin’ sh+t with the b+tch like, “hoe, where my weed at?” (where my weed, b+tch?)
aye, it’s in my hand, i just want the hoe to leave bad
aye, aye, b shake to my brother, i don’t do the daps (on piru, n+gga)
if you playin’ both sides, we ain’t bool with that (we ain’t bool, n+gga)
bris mode, lil n+gga, stayin’ true to that (42, n+gga)
aye, aye, lil b+tch get dirty for the money, she a sewer rat
aye, aye, b shake to my brother, i don’t do the daps (on piru, n+gga)
if you playin’ both sides, we ain’t bool with that (this how i ru, n+gga)
aye, aye, bris mode, lil n+gga, stayin’ true to that (on 42, n+gga)
lil b+tch get dirty for the money, she a sewer rat (it’s the gang)
[outro]
youngin on the beat

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