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rip fredo - remix - 270jet lyrics

[intro]
yeah, what?
what, what, what
what, yeah
what, yeah
what, yeah
what, yeah

[chorus]
hittin’ that boy with the fire
pull out the pistol and up again die
pull up once ran, i’m up again high
i got a bad b*tch, yeah, she bad
i got a bad b*tch, yeah, she fine
i get a bad b*tch, rather die
i got a bad b*tch, i’mma more ride
i had the top of the single ride

[verse]
carry the weight of the team on my back
everyone vibin’ when i’m on the track
i’m up in td, i’m robbin’ a bank
we ran a train and be no tray
i always a motherf*ckin’ p*ssy with try
keep me there, run a mother’s grind
that boy a p*ssy, i k!ll him 9 times
24/7, i’m up on my grind
24/7, i’m smoking that za
i want your b*tch and i’m f*ckin’ your bride
i’m with your b*tch, i might take off hеr bra
b*tch, i’ma better not go when i hop out that door
i f*ck that b*tch, thеn i’m doing a dash
i got a shooter, i pay him in cash
i want it up so i feel like the flesh
i chop on my camera, double the flesh

[chorus]
i hit that boy in the spine
f*ck on breakin’ a spine
i had that b*tch, she fine
i got that b*tch, she mine
i cannot hit her, that’s too much drama
presi all up on my wrist like obama
upin’ up all the bit side with a job
shut to the bat, make him cry to his mama
i’m finna feel up for that bit, no condom
she get me mad like a motherf*ckin’ llama
it be a probably in normal sovereign
feel like i’m current house with a shotgun

- 270jet lyrics

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