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Pre's Only Child - Italian (Official Video) shot by @shootsbyblayr
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Job Alexander
Job Alexander
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Nate Ruvin
Nate Ruvin
Producer

Lyrics

(Pre's Only Child) Threw the Fendi on tell lil baby that I speak Italian Brodie got the four nick and the cannon He a get to wild'n All this hate, I can smell it in the air I know it aint the pollen All these shoes, I just bought another pair Somebody need to stop me Threw the Fendi on tell lil baby that I speak Italian Brodie got the four nick and the cannon He a get to wild'n All this hate, I can smell it in the air I know it ain't the pollen All these shoes, I just bought another pair Somebody need to stop me Top three Jordan ones Put em on, lace em black Used to just be making songs Now I'm starting to really rap Really took a trip to London Had to put that on a track Back and forth from the stu lately I been running laps In a old Ford I was watching foreign speed past It's eighty-five degrees that nigga still got on a ski mask Use yo head before you catch a bullet nigga think fast Messing round on the deep end that's how you sink fast Phone buzzing someone want something that a be my guess I bench press the mic I be getting shit up off my chest If you knew what I overcame you would be impressed I done seen three languages and I'm just getting dressed (Literally) Threw the Fendi on tell lil baby that I speak Italian Brodie got the four nick and the cannon He a get to wild'n All this hate, I can smell it in the air I know it ain't the pollen All these shoes, I just bought another pair Somebody need to stop me Threw the Fendi on tell lil baby that I speak Italian Brodie got the four nick and the cannon He a get to wild'n All this hate, I can smell it in the air I know it ain't the pollen All these shoes, I just bought another pair Somebody need to stop me Talking so crazy they gone have to turn me up When they be talking down, all it really do is turn me up Should put me on the kick-off cause I'm just tryna run it up I went thru expensive pain so I need expensive stuff Like a designer raincoat cause I done made it thru some stormy weather When that pack touchdown all he text me is the number seven My tee chrome cause I always had the heart like Kevin Rapping my songs in the car I damn near missed my exit (Literally) Threw the Fendi on tell lil baby that I speak Italian Brodie got the four nick and the cannon He a get to wild'n All this hate, I can smell it in the air I know it ain't the pollen All these shoes, I just bought another pair Somebody need to stop me Threw the Fendi on tell lil baby that I speak Italian Brodie got the four nick and the cannon He a get to wild'n All this hate, I can smell it in the air I know it ain't the pollen All these shoes, I just bought another pair Somebody need to stop me (Pre's Only Child) (I been a fool) (Literally)
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