mizzynova - fredo santana lyrics
keep a pole on me im not a wrestla
i got ya b+tch inna back of a tesla
purple drank on me cause i got some extra
one thing about me is ima finessa
blue benjis my pockets cause im flexa
n+ggas they kno dat mizzynova next up
why these n+ggas really think they can check us
guess what you can get shot in ya neck bruh
stay wit a bag on my body like santa
i got ya hoe givin neck on camera
she gave me head up top no dandruff
hit from da back she be draining my stamina
if da b+tch hang wit da oops ima blam her
pullup inna all black drop top phantom
pop out da cut like i’m fredo santana
rob a f+ck n+gga in my black bandana
i got some b+tches for different occasions
like blasians, jamaicans, ricans, caucasians
told dat lil b+tch if she not tryn f+ck den i dont got no time to waste on conversations
don’t give a f+ck if a opp at his job we pullup to his office and shoot at his station
member the day when we walked pass da opp n that boy crossed da street, the gang had his heart racin
n+ggas be bummy got no swag and no bag
n+ggas got no drip these n+ggas got no class
i still hit her even tho she got no ass
(uh) p90 on me make him run fast
we robbed ya homie tf u gon do bout it?
watchu wan do we can rumble or shoot bout it
even tho ya n+ggas ain pull that job
man you still a opp kuz the fact that you knew bout it
uh
don’t run up on us we got guns up on us so we make u look like d+ckhead p+ssy
you know if a n+gga talk down onna gang jus assume dat that n+gga jus been dead p+ssy
this opp told me jus come n slide to his let out, he dont kno dat for hours we been here p+ssy
n+gga just mad i be f+ckin his b+tch she be otp calling me big head p+ssy
n+ggas they be hatin on da gang hop off
ya b+tch finna walk she don’t get dropped off
i can really get this n+gga k!llt in 1 call
pullup to a opp block then we pop off
shoot em in his face he gon lose a eyeball
i’m shootin sh+t like the prime john wall
lil mizzy nova ima goat top dawg
ya pockets slow like a mf sloth
paint a n+gga down like my name bob ross
he cause me a problem that sh+t gettin solved
lil b+tch im don corlèone im da boss
lil b+tch come here im tryn get in them drawls
ion fear nun these n+ggas these n+ggas is soft
i get a bag n split it wit my dawgs
f+ck all the opps man we k!llin em all
b+tch we came here to shoot we ain’t come here to brawl
stay wit a bag on my body like santa
i got ya hoe givin neck on camera
she gave me head up top no dandruff
hit from da back she be draining my stamina
if da b+tch hang wit da oops ima blam her
pullup inna all black drop top phantom
pop out da cut like i’m fredo santana
rob a f+ck n+gga in my black bandana
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