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free prada - king iso lyrics

[intro]
yeah, yeah
iso
aye free my n*gga prada back, you know what i mean?
aye
like this

[verse 1]
aye, b*tch, i got a dollar for every one of my followers
racks for my momma now, used to steal all my momma purse
i don’t tag my b*tch ’cause weirdos might try to follow her
hollow be my name, tips gon’ leave you hollower
halloween how i’m masked up
checking temps without a thermometer
but i’ll aim this b*tch at your head and see your degree leaks so the college worked
big blues in my pocket look like i’ve just kidnapped papa smurf
f*ck with me, that’s crazy work, like my insanе asylum nurse
aye, f*ck the dеvil, don’t wear no prada
but i’ve stay caused to get the pradaverse
or don’t play boards
i’ve got a magazine that’ll make you havin’ a stiff body jerk
i don’t feel, them? not even a little
so this might body work?
but i’ll leave a rat, dead on the rug
soon as this tommy squirt
f*ck a bugatti, my boo got me
got a new glock and a designer purse
and too, they topping all kind of merch
i’m tupac in a versace shirt
f*ck the industry, a buncha’ enemies
i made out of it, and probably worse
i’m a side, i got in mind
get silenced if you not alert
[chorus]
they say they lookin’ for me, funny blud, what i find ’em first?
48 hours i spent in patient, last time on earth
back on that sh*t, should i cheat the system, everytime it worked
free my n*gga, prada, back
wave ain’t the same without the surf

they say they lookin’ for me, funny blud, what i find ’em first?
48 hours i spent in patient, last time on earth
back on that sh*t, should i cheat the system, everytime it worked
free my n*gga, prada, back
wave ain’t the same without the surf

[verse 2]
i know some jho lows, duck a nice man with a drake, not on toronto turf
what did i miss, when bein’ in questioning, i’m at the opps, that’s what y’all deserve
same n*ggas in the industry back bitin’ like when they jock my words
same ones i could like, hip*hop police, bro tryna’ cop a verse
i’m way too dope like knocks and swerves
i’m cone up in and watch the curb
this little b*tch must think i’m dumb
you the 15th, yeah, not the 1st
i’m just tryna’ feed the fam ’cause sh*t ain’t sweet, it’s not deserved
hibachi served, told my babies “sit back, and just watch me work”
we real life playing contra for them bands
f*ck all that controver’
see, i’m the type to spin again like safe*lock
i still combo*swerve
f*ck that small talk, tryna’ stack my bundles up
it’s tall as lurch
’cause way too many n*ggas gettin’ prayed upon, it’s not in church
these n*ggas be cappin’, call ’em kunk
franklin jackson, i’m a splurge
go on the beach, then i’m a purge
believe me, a soul couldn’t stop the urge
i get my sh*t right back together, every time that i’m the t*rd
*laugh*
aye free my n*gga, prada, surf
[chorus]
they say they lookin’ for me, funny blud, what i find ’em first?
48 hours i spent in patient, last time on earth
back on that sh*t, should i cheat the system, everytime it worked
free my n*gga, prada, back
wave ain’t the same without the surf

- king iso lyrics

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