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jaydathird - freezeeski lyrics

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intro:
i’m back and i’m better (i’m back and i’m better)

never let a n+gga try me, pockets is full with chedda’ (pockets is full with chedda’)

threw some acid at his face, callin’ this b+tch “2 face” (threw some acid at his face, callin’ this b+tch “2 face”)

i’m back and i’m better, i’m back and i’m better, yeah (i’m back and i’m better, i’m back and i’m better)

verse:
yeah, f+ck, i’m threw (yeah, j3!, 3, 3)

got some spikes in my motherf+ckin’ shoes

chasing the money like winnie+the+pooh

they think i’ma crip, you already knew

b+tch pass me the blue, stick em’ up like a glue

girl with some ass she gotta see through

me and my crew finna hit the coup

shoot the b+tch, he blew like a flute
sh+t was so loud it sound like a “boom”

shoot em’ up and his b+tch, i’m lookin’ at (you, you, you, you, and you)

n+gga this sh+t is a wrap, n+gga i split this b+tch just like a scalp

n+gga i’ma spin this b+tch, n+gga i spin this b+tch i’ma clap right back

n+gga i catch this b+tch, n+gga i catch this b+tch just like a trap

n+gga i don’t cap, n+gga i don’t cap, come f+ck wit’ it now

n+gga i make a scene, n+gga i make a scene, b+tch is me

n+gga i f+ck with bre, n+gga i f+ck with bre but never “b3”

n+gga i’m climbing’ the tree, n+gga i’m climbing’ the tree (n+gga i feel the febreeze)

n+gga i’m ridin’ the whip, this sh+t is yellow, like a “bumblebee” (gang)

i got a strap on my lap, shoot em’ in the backpack, left right take a nap

5, 6 let it clap, shoot him in that b+tch in the face, and him in the back

run ‘em’ over wit’ a track
b+tch ass n+gga you cap

put him in the pack

he on the run get sn+tched

fat n+gga get slap, p+ssy n+gga you a rat

ride in the motherf+ckin’ scat, pack put his ass in a pack, uh huh

shoot a n+gga in his back, uh huh

you smoke gas and the crack, uh huh

dunk a n+gga like “shaq”, uh huh

b+tch i don’t never lack, uh huh

swing a n+gga with the axe, uh huh

b+tch we speakin’ the facts, uh huh

d+mn, we in gta

throw that sh+t like a motherf+ckin’ frisbee
popped the bottle, sip it like a whisky

light this b+tch up, now you crispy

this hoe f+cked up, now you miss me

f+ckin’ sh+t up, in the backseat

you ain’ use no tampon, that sh+t risky

b+tch we still sayin “free zeeski”



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