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wandsworth to bullingdon - fredo lyrics

[intro: fredo]
nah, don’t talk about prison, my n*ggas are full of them
i’ll get you done up from wandsworth to bullingdon
i got some n*ggas on basic for bullying
he didn’t see who stabbed him up, i hoodied him
no i don’t half*step, thats ’cause i’m fully in
jail after jail had me feelin’ that i couldn’t win
now i might roll up on you in a cullinan
don’t like the opps ***

[verse 1: fredo]
no roller, we’re taking the ped
roll out, now a paigon all dead
they ain’t come back, they’re ravin’ instead
the opps must be in heaven shakin’ their head
and i come from a place it ain’t safe to be fed
where they try sell it, then take it instead
you’re cuffin’ them hoes, you’re making arrests
she givin’ me blows, she takin’ a risk

[verse 2: headie one]
you know me, i just keep it humble
this summer’s cost me rondos
real trap boy, i was on phone to nosmonso
yo, i was distributin’ b*lls like alonso (tun’ up)
i can’t believe i’m talkin’ millions in these convos
three car convoys fly like a concorde (suh*suh*suh*suh)
i can’t see through these shades, they tom ford (suh*suh*suh)
i used to feed the seagulls in portland
had a grey don sh*ll fiends like jojo
[chorus: fredo]
nah, don’t talk about prison, my n*ggas are full of them
i’ll get you done up from wandsworth to bullingdon
i got some n*ggas on basic for bullying
he didn’t see who stabbed him up, i hoodied him
no, i don’t half*step, thats ’cause i’m fully in
jail after jail had me feeling that i couldn’t win
now i might roll up on you in a cullinan
don’t like the opps when my lungs are still full of them
nah, don’t talk about prison, my n*ggas are full of them
i’ll get you done up from wandsworth to bullingdon
i got some n*ggas on basic for bullying
he didn’t see who stabbed him up, i hoodied him
no, i don’t half*step, thats ’cause i’m fully in
jail after jail had me feeling that i couldn’t win
now i might roll up on you in a cullinan
don’t like the opps when my lungs are still full of them

[verse 3: fredo]
gave him a one, but he wanted a quarter
new watch clear like a bottle of water
i got a spa in the building
so when the gang drillin’ they pop in my sauna
four and a baby’s a popular order
paid for the four, i might drop you the daughter
slice up the opps, i get lots of them tortured
then flew past some opps, i got lots of them awkward
[verse 4: headie one]
thameside visit or i bring the dully in
to sawn*off shotguns filled up with duracell’s
we catch the opps and then that’s a news bulletin
ever turned your white air force into louboutins?
my batch old school, them n*ggas new to this (suh*suh)
she told me she love how my cuban sit
the games get faster and furious (one)
this sh*t got me feeling like ludacris (turn, turn, turn)

[chorus: fredo]
nah, don’t talk about prison, my n*ggas are full of them
i’ll get you done up from wandsworth to bullingdon
i got some n*ggas on basic for bullyin’
he didn’t see who stabbed him up, i hoodied him
no, i don’t half*step, thats ’cause i’m fully in
jail after jail had me feeling that i couldn’t win
now i might roll up on you in a cullinan
don’t like the opps when my lungs are still full of them
nah, don’t talk about prison, my n*ggas are full of them
i’ll get you done up from wandsworth to bullingdon
i got some n*ggas on basic for bullyin’
he didn’t see who stabbed him up, i hoodied him
no, i don’t half*step, thats ’cause i’m fully in
jail after jail had me feeling that i couldn’t win
now i might roll up on you in a cullinan
don’t like the opps when my lungs are still full of them

- fredo lyrics

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