Fredrick Douglas Lyrics

Fuck that bitch, huh?

Fuck that bitch, huh?

Fuck that bitch, huh-uh

Fuck that bitch, nigga

I keep falling in love with hoes that don't even love me

I keep getting played, she broke my heart, I feel like Lucki

Delete her off my list and phone and shit, nigga, my mind running

Feeling sad and laying in this dark room, I'm getting grumpy

Love not for me, be single forever, just get money

What's the point of promising you gone stay? Now you ducking

Stab this bitch up, looking crazy, broke my heart, it's like I'm Chucky

Gave my all, I still ended up getting hurt, I don't feel nothing

She keep on asking for me, now I'm summoned

Going through my phone, know I'm lying, clench her stomach

I keep falling in love with hoes that's far as fuck, push my buttons

I ain Don Toliver, I'm fed up with all this love shit, got me Love Sick

Waiting 'til I blow up, don't believe me, Frederick Douglas

Driving the boat, I'm sailing the ship tho, lil nigga, I'm Chris Columbus

Big yard, in the pool, skinny-dipping, need some hummus

Told her ass I cheated, you know she can't digest it, need some Tums and shit

Need a Ray Gun, zap that bitch, stepping on jelly fishes

No I can't stand the rain, I'm feeling the pain, need some New Edition

Taking all these pieces and put it together, doing nuclear fission

Keep on smacking yo gums, sent out the door, no this ain no Gryffin

All this money come in, need accountants, do addition

We done slid so many times, the tires slick, need some friction

Nigga who don't say none gone always win, boy, just sit and listen

'Nade up in my trunk, I'm blowing the fuck up, need a whistle

How a nigga who live in the desert, gone come kill me? Make me giggle

Hop up on my bus, I'm taking us to the moon, like I'm Ms. Frizzle

Said she ain want me, now I'm making her laugh, her ass jiggling

I'm up in my prime, like I'm-, I'm Andrew Wiggins

This my prime, I'm Andrew Wiggins

Said she ain want me, now I'm making her laugh, her ass jiggling

Hop up on my bus, I'm taking us to the moon, like I'm Ms. Frizzle

How a nigga who live in the desert, gone come kill me? Make me giggle

'Nade up in my trunk, I'm blowing the fuck up, need a whistle

Nigga who don't say none gone always win, boy, just sit and listen

We done slid so many times, the tires slick, need some friction

All this money come in, need accountants, do a-

She say "I no speak ingles" Said I know, she start speaking Spanish

Told her hush that mouth and gimme neck, I don't see no lanyards

All this shit I wish for gone come true, Fairly Odd Parents

Got some old money in my account, I got inheritance

Playing Twister, getting flexible up in the bed, it's ferrets here

Rocking out, like I'm on the Trolls, I got rainbow hair

Cook this shit up, staying in the lab like Dexter, in my lair

Crazy how my dad, left me for a moose, like Mary Meyer, nigga