Cook it up, Jerome
KiddFreddo
I grew up bumping him, couldn’t dream of him hating on me
I say fuck a nigga, I say face sum (BOW)
I say race sum (Yea) I say take sum (Pussy)
I say wack sum (Yea) I say take sum
Killin shit for years and I ain’t dead yet
You can find Youngboy where that Red at
It ain’t beef nigga if they don’t kill yo momma
You a bitch nigga, I said it
On that gang shit they gon' turn up on us, that boy dead gang did that
Had to knock a few of them bitches first 'for them scary muthafuckas spin back
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Let him keep on talking, he’s a dead man
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We don’t do that talking with them dirty pistols
Bitch how you gone bang out with them dirty niggas (Let's go)
Standin' with this money I’m a murder figure
You know we leave you in the caskets with no brain (on God)
They know 10, the youngest of us all, still left a stain
R.I.P Dump, Murder Gang, Bitch, don’t bring up that name (Yeah)
Flexing all on you pussy bitches with a big watch, big chains
My bad for bumping your music when I was younger
I ain’t know you was just a hating bitch
When I met that hoe I was fuckin off, when I saw that post, doing the same shit
Nigga let your have a verse? (What)
Nigga, let me have yo brain bitch
This money a never ever
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Let 'em keep on talking, he’s a dead man
Top say
We don’t do that talking with them dirty pistols
Bitch how you gone bang out with them dirty niggas (Let's go)
Standing with this money, I’m a murder figure
I threw a buck at him just hating on me
I said drill something
Drill something, I said drill something
Pussy, I just want some
Get, I can get some