FRID4Y TH3 13TH Lyrics

Bet this AR make him

Yeah yeah

Bet this AR make him flip

Came with all types of whips

Can't fall I can't slip

I been running from the jakes

Yeah

I just been running the show

Yeah I just been putting it on

Yeah I'm Mr. Put That Shit On

Yeah I got all type of fans they been loving my songs

I'm on all type of Xans I cannot feel my bones

We got hella dead opps better protect your LO

Put that on SOUL I been staying in my zone

Bet this AR make him

(BWAH)

Bet this AR make him flip

Came with all types of whips

Can't fall I can't slip

I been running from the jakes

Yeah

I'm finna run to the bank

Yeah I just been getting that cake

Misunderstood I'm feeling like Ye

Hoe i got a queen I'm feeling like Jay

My Glock got a beam hit a nigga face

Just like YBN rubbin' off the paint

Bet this AR make him hit a backflip

Bet this AR make him fall like Jack and Jill

Bet this AR make him lay still

Bet this AR make him shake like he off pills

Bet this AR make him wish he wrote a will

Bet this AR hit him in his Lil Bill

Bet this AR make him

(FLIP)

Bet this AR make him flip

Came with all types of whips

Can't fall I can't slip

I been running from the jakes

Yeah from the jakes (haha)

"I got a big ass gun

Promise that shit got a drum"

Shut that shit up nigga you lame as fuck

That boy dropped a diss well his ass can get stomped

Hit him in his chest and they gon have to pump

Pump Pump it up

More Lean than Sprite in the double cup

Codeine in this hoe got me fucking up

Hit him where he don't got tattoos

(FACE)

He was talking shit send his ass with Cashew

Said he gon get me hit I'll show him what a bag do

Slide out there with Chris and put him in a bad mood

Bet this AR make him

Bet this AR make him flip

Came with all types of whips

Can't fall I can't slip

I been running from the jakes