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paper route empire & key glock – freeze tag lyrics

[intro]
(sosa 808)

[chorus]
just told my bro that this money and hoes don’t last (mob)
i told him get up out his feelings and go get a bag (let’s eat)
ayy, i’m a hustling+ass n+gga, you can blame my dad (on god)
got baguettes in my richard, diamonds playing freeze tag (hitkidd, what it do, man? yeah)

[verse]
sitting in the 600 with the seat back
yeah, when i first seen that rolls truck, i’m like, “i need that” (i need that)
yeah, sipping codeine, my b+tch like, “glock, you don’t need that” (don’t need that)
yeah, six years old, i told the teacher, “suck my weenus” (yeah)
soon as i got home, my grandma gave me a beating
bad lil’ motherf+cker, yup (b+tch), i beat it
i’m married to the money ’cause most of these hoes is skeezy (yup)
you know i’m so icy, but a n+gga don’t know jeezy (uh+uh)
ayy, i be rocking gucci, mane, i make this sh+t look easy (yeah, yeah, yeah)
my young n+ggas ruthless, ayy, please, please, believe me (yeah, yeah, yeah)
ice cubes in my watch and chain got a n+gga freezing (yeah, yeah, yeah)
ice cubes in my watch and chain got a n+gga freezing (yeah, yeah, yeah)
f+ck your verse, n+gga, i’ll never do a remix (what?)
n+ggas know that i don’t f+ck with ’em and i don’t pretend (uh+uh)
n+ggas know that i don’t f+ck with ’em, it ain’t a secret (uh+uh)
n+ggas know that i don’t f+ck with ’em, it ain’t a secret (yeah)
ayy, gang members shooting sh+t up, where your defense?
d+mn, glock, these n+ggas hating on you, yeah, i peeped it (i know)
big glock with the switch up on it, i ain’t missing sh+t
i’m always on point, n+gga, i don’t even miss a b+tch
so what? still be hitting l!cks
self+made, nothing like these shrimps
i’m balling on these lil’+ass n+ggas, f+ck around and windmill
just bought another foreign, swerve that b+tch, look like a hot wheel (phew, phew, phew)
i walked up in the party, b+tches started doing cartwheels
[chorus]
told my bro that this money and these hoes don’t last
told him, “get up out your feelings, n+gga, go and get a bag”
ayy, i’m a hustling+ass n+gga, baby, you can blame my dad
i got baguettes in my richard, diamonds playing freeze tag (yeah)
told my bro that this money and these hoes don’t last
told him, “get up out your feelings, n+gga, go and get a bag”
ayy, i’m a hustling+ass n+gga, baby, you can blame my dad
i got baguettes in my richard, diamonds playing freeze tag

[outro]
yeah, yeah, yeah
g+lock

- paper route empire key glock lyrics

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