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reject da illest – froze up lyrics

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[chorus]
dropped his ass, hands shaking, i can’t roll up
only shooters in this whip, ain’t picking hoes up, aye
play and die the same night, ain’t no holdups
this b+tch hit his whip, it stopped working, call a tow truck, d+mn
came through here put together, left tore up
choke and k!ll his big homie, now he hoe’d up
ran, hit the back of that head, boy pick yo’ fro up
almost put the heat on my mans, i thought you froze up

[verse 1]
voice in my head say he wanna split a pill with me
she hit a n+gga, so i dumped her, but i miss glizzy
don’t f+ck with fat hoes, but keep this big b+tch with me
riding with this hoe on my lap, i couldn’t be biggie
my life a movie, b+tch you finna die at the beginning
catch a body, k!ll myself, ‘causе i don’t leave a witness, hold up
riding ‘round fish bowl, but you see mе in it
you’ll think they taking too long, the way i’m leaving n+ggas
this the recipe for disaster, i put my feet up in it
100 pills, 15 days, b+tch i ain’t eating dinner
man these b+tches must be fake, ‘cause i don’t think i feel ‘em
on the highway, message the plug, f+ck the speed limit
text my pill lady g+unit, that mean i need 50
hard to roll, cotton mouth, i can’t even l!ck it
knocked a whole chunk of sugar out this sweet n+gga
son, i caught a body in them boots, don’t put yo’ feet in ‘em
[chorus]
dropped his ass, hands shaking, i can’t roll up
only shooters in this whip, ain’t picking hoes up, aye
play and die the same night, ain’t no holdups
this b+tch hit his whip, it stopped working, call a tow truck, d+mn
came through here put together, left tore up
choke and k!ll his big homie, now he hoe’d up
ran, hit the back of that head, boy pick yo’ fro up
almost put the heat on my mans, i thought you froze up

[verse 2]
you ain’t gotta do me baby, i’ll handle it
jag me off on her only fans, but we like family
momma snitched about us f+ckin’, lucky i ain’t fan her sh+t
ma i f+cked raw, bust in her ass, we ain’t having kids
stop screaming god name, i’m already here
come out them britches, once it’s in her i can’t let her live, holdup
gag b+tch, fight for air, but i ain’t let her win
bend over, hold it open, let the devil in
shotty leave a hole big enough to park a chevy in
wig crack, when it kick back feel like she shoving me
playing street, glizzy curb his ass, boy you ugly
like magic, outta nowhere have some f+ckin’ numbers up in here
30 in my .40 gave the 50 to my homie
finna give yo homie 50 too, but i don’t think he want it
bored, pull it out, get to f+ckin’ bustin’, i ain’t h+rny
riding with a g or two, drop his ass, now he kobe
[chorus]
dropped his ass, hands shaking, i can’t roll up
only shooters in this whip, ain’t picking hoes up, aye
play and die the same night, ain’t no holdups
this b+tch hit his whip, it stopped working, call a tow truck, d+mn
came through here put together, left tore up
choke and k!ll his big homie, now he hoe’d up
ran, hit the back of that head, boy pick yo’ fro up
almost put the heat on my mans, i thought you froze up



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