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freshito - some high shit (freestyle) lyrics

this is just some high sh-t
roll a blunt and light it
and my b-tch is riding
like cyclists , and i been
cooking up some sh-t
call me fresh , gordon ramsey
i coulda f-cked yo b-tch but she can’t afford a plan b
smoking trees by the jungle on a beat going chimpanzee
yo b-tch coming in handy , she won’t give you handies
trappin out the grammys , in the future ain’t no free bands g
swerving out in traffic , switching lanes
ain’t in no camry
prolly in something that’s tinted and black i’m ripping and running , you walking real fast
i’m counting up dubs money long like giraffes , i’m dripping like splash , my neck is a bath
life’s not a race but you coming in last
don’t take hoes on dates , i tell em i fast
member days we was starved out in the trap
got to a bag , never looked back
got up them racks
i’m smoking this gas
bout bread need a bag
you broke like some gl-ss
this sh-t on my neck make a b-tch wet
this sh-t on my neck cost ya whole check
threw a n-gg- neck , f-ck it what’s the catch
gave the b-tch back , her bread is what i kept
young freshie and i’m finna run a check up
n-gg-s know i’m next up , go ahead and fess up
i ain’t hit yo b-tch , she just sucked me for the pleasure
i’m ballin like chris webber , you used to ball bruce jenner
“aye back in the day” i ain’t hearing nunna that
smoking loud i can’t hear you like i’m deaf
what’s that sound
what’s that sound
what’s the sound
throwing signs i don’t bang tho
but you can still catch me wit the gang tho
ra squad , free that member out them chains tho
on god , smoking timber , that’s trees , if you ain’t know
b-tches begging me to f-ck guess that’s why she on her knees
her n-gg- keep hitting her up , she just keep letting it ring
ain’t got sh-t to do wit me , so i do not say a thing
i be tryna stay lowkey , mind no biz that ain’t paying me
yo b-tch is tryna lay wit me
i told that b-tch don’t play wit me
this b-tch is trifling , you wanna start your life with , i do not advise it
btw this just some high sh-t
roll a blunt and light it
lesbians , i’m grinding
leviosa imma fly nig
riches on my list
of things that a n-gg- finna die wit
plus a fine b-tch , these n-gg-s ain’t good as i is
these n-gg-s ain’t really riding
ellipticals they remind me
why i do sh-t by my lonely
smell the gas the sh-t all on me
face a wrap straight to the domeski

in castle but i call it home g

is that a crown gone put that on me

smoking loud , what is you saying?
i can’t hear sh-t you saying
you run up n-gg-s get to spraying
no can but my n-gg-s raiding
and they is not the laws though
but they in yo home with dogs doe
and they gone let them b-tches bark
they up and let them pistols spark
but that’s just for the child’s play
get ugly we got war sh-ts
these n-gg-s ain’t on nothing
and i mean that from the horse’s mouth
you can hear it from the horse’s mouth
and i’m in your wh-r-‘s lil mouth
and i’m finna stretch her out

you n-gg-s do this for the clout
but i do this sh-t for the loot
and then i’m gone out this b-tch

and now i’m gone off this b-tch

- freshito lyrics

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