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fk’em freestyle - hollygrove redd lyrics

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too much on me but i swear i won’t stop til the coffin
i just tell that b*tch gimme can’t do no birds can’t be from boston
i bossed up done took some losses i pop sh*t can’t be my kind
i’m tryna give my momma bands but imma have to blow like mine
n*gga that ain’t your line know this not your league
boy i’m him when i land i feel like saint tropez
just hit court went paid them fees ain’t no any b*tch just getting these seeds
n*gga keep talking bout how hot the summer gonna be step out that b*tch might freeze
my shooters gon shoot like they’re murray or curry all white got me feeling like bleach
i had superbowl status my n*gga alshon was right there in my reach
best believe i keep my heat but i do some sh*t like creed can’t be under no b*tch all day imma bout a dollar i chase that cream
white girl hannah say omg spanish b*tch still tell me see
had a flight to l.a. n*gga i ain’t spend a dollar sitting in them seats
tlc can’t watch me creep run this sh*t bout keep my lead
and i’ll boss my family tree put that sh*t on gxd

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