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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Fredo
Fredo
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Marvin Bailey
Marvin Bailey
Composer
Jonathan Olorunfemi
Jonathan Olorunfemi
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Elevated
Elevated
Producer
Mr Mennie
Mr Mennie
Recording Engineer
Dukus
Dukus
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Mmh, mmh, mmh Mmh, mmh, mmh She wants to play games, I ain't tryna play games I'm tryna face paint, now we're on the same page Yo, we met at 8 Lake, I hit that the same day I buy them in plainer jane and then I make them rain, yo I'm in a Fendi coat, it's tailor-made, yo My youngin selling coke at player rates, whoa I'm in the bando while I'm weighing cake, no Don't stay awake, I'll be home later, babe Mmh, mmh, mmh Now she's phoning me on private When I told her I don't like it She's a ho and she got mileage Probably more miles than my whip (Skrrt) I see it then I buy it She's still eating on my privates I'm still keeping it in quiet (Shh) Man run up in the Fendi shop Like I got never ending guap Coming from a deadly block Where hella niggas getting guap Serving twenty shots standing by the betting shop Plugs were getting robbed, I'm a rapper now, they're better off (Mmh, mmh, mmh) Now I'm missing her on FaceTime (Mmh, mmh, mmh) But I told her that I'll make time (Mmh, mmh, mmh) It wasn't given, had to take mine (Mmh, mmh, mmh) Lil Mino doing drillings in the day time Now she's messaging, she's messaging on Snapchat (Mmh, mmh, mmh) But I ain't getting into, getting into chat back (Mmh, mmh, mmh) Yeah, I caught an old case with my black rap (Mmh, mmh, mmh) Yeah, she got no waist, just a fat back (Mmh, mmh, mmh) Yo, I'm in the trap house, get the dinner out Yo, I used to lose but I'm a winner now Six shots in my waistline, my spinner's out Whoa, I'm gonna take time 'til my niggas out Bro, I'm sitting down, Thinking how these bitches dizzy now 'Cause all we make 'em do is spin around My little niggas moving wild but they listen now They ain't got no dinger out Then I don't bring the spinners out I don't want to see you sitting down Yeah, my hands were dry but I'm drippy now Little niggas slide, and they lick 'em down Ain't got the hammer Then we dip 'em down, drip or down I got bitches on my iPhone X I don't even like to text Trident tryna find the rest, don't worry about my address Yo, what's this about? Get them scissors out Man, I think it's time that we go and cut them niggas out So what's next? (Mmh, mmh, mmh) Now I'm missing her on FaceTime (Mmh, mmh, mmh) But I told her that I'll make time (Mmh, mmh, mmh) It wasn't given, had to take mine (Mmh, mmh, mmh) Lil Mino doing drillings in the day time Now she's messaging, she's messaging on Snapchat (Mmh, mmh, mmh) But I ain't getting into, getting into chat back (Mmh, mmh, mmh) Yeah, I caught an old case with my black rap (Mmh, mmh, mmh) Yeah, she got no waist, just a fat back (Mmh, mmh, mmh) What's all the talk about? I just got a mortgage out 5 years ago, I would've laughed If you asked if I bought a house I had like forty pound Now my wrist cost forty thou' I been a naughty child You should know I play dirty See me moving 'round at 8:30 Tryna get some cake early moving like my eighth birthday They call me Fred Spread, or Chef F What's left is ten pebs Yo, show me, where's the nets at? Got a watch on my right and my left wrist (Bustdown) Yo, that's thirty each side like my benchpress Ayo, cutie pie, what you tryna do tonight? Have you ever flew Dubai? When I go, I do it right It's Valentino shoes I like My youngin Mino, he's been shootin' pipes Smoking weed in rooms all night The owners want to sue me twice Wife said I ain't moving right Plus she got on shoes I like We both got on Gucci stripes We're 'bout to have a Gucci fight
Writer(s): Marvin William Bailey, Jonathan Olorunfemi Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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