Super Fried ft. osayne Lyrics

Ima catch a Homicide

Ima catch a Homi'

Ima catch a Homi

Ima catch a Homi

Run down with that tommy

All y'all boys my sons and I'm fucking on ya mommy

Uh, She eat dat dick like ramen

Eat dat dick like ramen

Yea, She eat dat dick like ramen

Eat dat dick like

Draco turn you zombie

Walk down with no problem

Walk down on det

Walk down, I'm a problem

I might name her throat Osama

Cuz that bitch be blowin'

Cuz that bitch be blowin'

Cuz that bitch be

Hold up, where you going

Every opp we walkin' down

He switched up, can't come around

Me and Jay, we smoked a pound

Only thing we smoke is loud

I can't hear nobody

Told that boy to pipe it down

No, you not nobody

Bitch, I be sick

Making these hits

Glock .26 with a hunnit round stick

Enemies lurking, they hoping I slip

Stacking my paper, my hustle legit

I'm on the throne, I'm running this shit

Came from the bottom, now look where I sit

Keep it tight, but I never lose grip

Goyard the bag, I keep in the coupe

Sipping the red, I keep me the blues

Sliding around in a two door coupe

I went off white, Louis suit

He talk down like, who is you

Pussy think he bullet proof

Pussy think he

Pussy think he

Switches, they go through you

Can't trade lives, no mewtwo

Mac ten, it abuse you

And yo gun go pew, pew

So High I got two views

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

I'm above you niggas

You don't bust no triggers

Get your bitch she tigger

I'm on Pluto, wicked, wicked

See my coupe, she pick it

And she wanna take a ride

You talk down, We talking lives

Me and Jay, we fucking fried

Two white bitches on the side

He told he was up, He lied

I told her to hop in my ride

Fuck all you little bitches, they mine

Me and C, we Super Fried

In the room, we be so high

Why did you have to go lie

Why did you have to go lie