FREAKYSOB Lyrics

I was talking to God, but it's only me

I lost my mind, bending cautiously

Flowing on beats, making casualties

Still up on my feet, and ah bitch in heat

How the fuck you still be hating on comments

I was out rapping before they made complex Blacker the berry, the sweeter the trans girl

Double cupped fill my drink

Make my head swirl

Late night in the cut with my bitch,

Need some service

I pick up the shelves when they shot at me

I still got black power over beef

She got my seat, I ain't bring me a plate

Back to back hits, I ain't fucking with Drake's All black suburban, all black suburban

This shit is making me nervous

I was talking to God, but it's only me

I lost my mind, bending cautiously

Flowing on beats, making casualties

Still up on my feet, and ah bitch in heat

Fuck your religion and binary complex

I was out rapping before they made complex

How the fuck you still be hating in comments

Late night with my bitch,

In the cut

Need some service

Jump out the gym cause

My momma gave purpose

I pick up the shelves when they shot at me

I still got black power over beef

She grab my seat, I ain't bring me a plate

Back to back hits, I ain't fucking with Drake's All black suburban, all black suburban

This shit is making me nervous

All of my shit, all of my shit is gon' slap its on purpose

All of my shit, all of my shit is gon' slap its on purpose