khid freddie - énergie lyrics
hold up b+tch
pull out your pants and freeze
your girls dem know who i be
am the king of the streets
silly b+tch got my songs on repeat
you know i was born for the sh+t
hold up b+tch
pull out your pants and freeze
your girls dem know who i be
am the king of the streets
silly b+tch got my songs on repeat
you know i was born for the sh+t
problem child i admit it ( i admit it )
making hundred dollars in a minute
riding these b+tches
and still riding these beats
when other n+ggas go soft
am feeling the blanks with
problem child i admit it ( i admit it )
making hundred dollars in a minute
riding these b+tches
and still riding these beats
when other n+ggas go soft
am feeling the blanks
am that jtown boy wey no dey carry last
make i dey take ahm jeje
make my matter no go cast
this is not a rap battle
this a verse with some bars
and i still don’t give a f+ck with this bullies in my class
she’s a big bad b+tch, nice weave, skin bleached
independent ass, got her own two+feet
losing my sleep and i be thinking about it all week
she be riding on me
her ex+man had been such a d+ck
so i was like
“hold up b+tch
pull out your pants and freeze”
you sure you don’t know who i be
am that f.r.e.d.d.i.e n+gga
it’s been long i be running this sh+t
cause am a demmi godd
am hood enough , they ain’t got a hit
my haters’ name on my bullets
let’em know i ain’t losing it
made that b+tch shake her booty
and let my n+ggas talk’bout it (talk about it)
my energy drippin’
i know that you feeling it (you feeling it)
why they tryna treat me like i don’t exist
am fred the real o.g
know this and know peace
broke up with these b+tches
and lose count of my exes
i still f+ck with white girls
never call me a racist
hold up b+tch
pull out your pants and freeze
your girls dem know who i be
am the king of the streets
silly b+tch got my songs on repeat
you know i was born for the sh+t
hold up b+tch
pull out your pants and freeze
your girls dem know who i be
am the king of the streets
silly b+tch got my songs on repeat
you know i was born for the sh+t
problem child i admit it
making hundred dollars in a minute
riding these b+tches
and still riding these beats
when other n+ggas go soft
am feeling the blanks with
( bad boy )
problem child i admit it
making hundred dollars in a minute
riding these b+tches
and still riding these beats
when other n+ggas go soft
am feeling the blanks
hold up b+tch
pull out your pants and freeze
your girls dem know who i be
am the king of the streets
silly b+tch got my songs on repeat
you know i was born for the sh+t
hold up b+tch
pull out your pants and freeze
your girls dem know who i be
am the king of the streets
silly b+tch got my songs on repeat
you know i was born for the sh+t
problem child i admit it
making hundred dollars in a minute
riding these b+tches
and still riding these beats
when other n+ggas go soft
am feeling the blanks with
problem child i admit it
making hundred dollars in a minute
riding these b+tches
and still riding these beats
when other n+ggas go soft
am feel+in the blanks…
( the end )
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