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freshito - rude boi lyrics

stackin and rapping
and trapping
money coming like its fappin
money come in it’s so fast
we both doing the dash
i’m sipping lean but i ain’t crashin
no bandicoot
me and my mans in the coupe
see ya holding hands wit ya lil boo
thinking how she got ran by the crew
but you do you , imma smoke on this
blunt
ion feel you dudes , i ain’t even finna stunt
yeah she got shoes too , and my b+tch keep a pump
if i turn my dawgs loose , they turn you into some lunch
ever since a school boy b+tch i been a rude boy , mama raised a fool when i step up in that booth boy , got my haters sick give em chicken noodle soup boy , mans too hot guess i got them n+ggas blew boy , look up in my pockets you see rubber bands and blue boys , got a few girls and your b+lls is always blue boy
taking off , i lovе the view boy
want smoke i keep a nеwport
drip smoother than a newborn
drop d+ck , she think i do p+rn
all started wit “what you on?”
ended wit , “who dis? new phone”

and she prolly think i ain’t sh+t

i’m tryna think what this b+tch name is
roll a beezy up and flame it

i poured a 8 and then i drank it

i’m off all these medications

ain’t no telling where my day went

don’t up the heat if you won’t bang it

you claim you real but you false claiming

- freshito lyrics

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