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KILLERS OF SHEEP
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Alright let’s do it f**k! Yeah, it’s Frioo! Yeah, f**k! Huh! Yeah! (f**k, f**k, f**k f**k, f**k, f**k, f**k) What? What? b*t*h! Yeah! Yeah, yeah (f**k, f**k, f**k) Yeah, yeah (f**k, f**k, f**k, f**k) Yeah, yeah Yeah, like Lex Luther on a b*t*h, I prep T-Rex, stepping on a n***a, I flex Blade, b*t*h, I cut these n***as necks I strep, I stamp n***a I strut b*t*h reflux Make a b*t*h gag like Punk’d b*t*h that’s the gag, no stunk My sh*t stink I can’t front Slap it on a b*t*h like Slick Back a n***a up, I’m a pimp, uh Curvin’ on a hoe like a road Rollin’ stick-shift Shift it in reverse like you towed No tellin’ who a n***a told I’m flyin’ over these hoes like crows n***a, you go! Flyin’ over every hoe I done outgrowed n***a, get up! I meant, uh I meant outgrew n***a, get up! Who the f**k you thought you knew? Now a n***a pullin’ up like a f**kin’, yeah Yeah! (f**k, f**k, f**k) (f**k, f**k, f**k, f**k) What? What? b*t*h! Yeah! (f**k, f**k, f**k) I’m blankin’, n***a I’m blankin’, n***a I’m blankin’, n***a (f**k, f**k, f**k, f**k) I’m blankin’, n***a Ball hard like James Harden, n***a Jump off of the porch, you ain’t harley, n***a Busted the ops, we ain’t arguin’, n***a Turn’em to runts, go figure Where’s Waldo? He bustin’ the trigger Wait? Y’all thought I was finished? I pulled up, McLaren It wasn’t even rented Bad b*t*h with me she look like ‘Rueche, rented Suck me real good Bought her brand new titty No A-cup, got her double D’d up New Chanel, though, C’d up Don’t look at my neck, gon’ freeze up Hop on the beat and go crazy Hit from the back, still won’t have her baby Won’t stop ‘til I’m at a table with JAY Z Landed in New York, and it’s brick Brick on my wrist, look like a lick I could back out in a ‘Rari or Wraith, b*t*h I’m rich Don’t got no time for your sh*t Won’t sign a check for less than a million Feel like Bill Gates, tryna’ run up a billion Off a computer, my n***as be scammin’ Get off the ‘gram with all of that cappin’ You ain’t livin’ like that If they runnin’ your sh*t, you ain’t get sh*t back Put money on my head Gotta be more than a lil ass, lil ass rat n***as know better than that And that is a fact f**ked on your b*t*h, and you can’t get her back Get her hair done, ‘cause she losin’ them tracks Skrrt! Step on the gas, forgot I had breaks, n***a Skrrt! Hellcat, good with the race, n***a Yeah! Yeah, yeah! I’m in Orlando, I’m f**kin’ her face b*t*hes ain’t keepin’ in line with my pace b*t*h stay be talkin’ the f**k out my face I’m finna c*m on her face like some mace b*t*h call me Mac ‘cause I stay on her face She wanna try me, she gettin’ replaced Diamonds need water, she like how I taste Beat the sh*t down like I’m fightin’ the case b*t*h, I’m a monster! Uh, b*t*hes in love with my tongue (huh!) She wanna suck on my tongue I looked dead at that b*t*h, said “is you dumb?” (b*t*h, is you dumb!?) b*t*h, I am nasty, uh I’m with your friend gettin’ nasty, uh n***as want beef, they get nasty I’m not lil Rico, they say Frioo Nasty n***a not classy sh*t’ll get rough, sh*t’ll get tough We in your city, we callin’ your bluff n***as get folded, I call’em a cuff She want a freebase, her nose is so stuffy I’m a big dog, you a puppy They say my name ‘cause they love me n***as want beef, it get ugly That beef from McDonald’s, McLoving Yeah! Yeah! (f**k, f**k, f**k f**k, f**k, f**k, f**k) What? What? b*t*h! Yeah! (f**k, f**k, f**k f**k, f**k, f**k, f**k)
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