Freaky Friday Lyrics

Yeah

Yeah yeah yeah

Yeah

I rap, with the 9 on me

I ride, with the strap on me

I rap with the 9 on me, ride with the strap on me, niggas cannot test me

I rap with the 9 on me, trap with that grip on me, niggas cannot flex on me

I'm hitting the streets

He need me to fucking blast for them

Hit my bat phone, hit my trap phone

I'm a OG, in a young nigga body

I'm a OG, in a young nigga body

I ain't co-signing shit, if I ain't with it

I'm hopping out the whip, they gettin shots out the grip

I'm blasting up out the v

I'm blasting up out the v

I'm tryna get a pot to pee in, I'm moving like a piston

I'm moving with that pistol, if a nigga wanna try something with me, fuck em, then

Came home showed the grip to my momma, I walked out tucking it, yeah yeah yeah

Momma know I got it on me, she ain't gotta tuck me in

Tapped in with my niggas, I had straps up in my pants

See him outside his crib imma bang it, fuck his parents

Unless it's pull up time, you gotta pay me off for an appearance

I'm hearing this, hear that

They want beef, then a nigga smear that blood like it's wax

I go bat shit

Fonem hit my phone we boutta attack, yeah

They be some sad faces

We ain't gone catch cases

It won't take me cash ain't it

Don't take me cash, ain't it

Two shots while we pass nigga

And he might pass, yeah

Send shots let it cast away, and he might pass away

Damn

I'm full fledged

I rap with the 9 on me, trap with that grip on me, niggas cannot flex on me

I'm hitting the streets

He need me to fucking blast for them

Hit my bat phone, hit my trap phone

I'm a OG, in a young nigga body

I'm a OG, in a young nigga body

I ain't co-signing shit, if I ain't with it

I'm hopping out the whip, they gettin shots out the grip

Shotgun by my side

Hammer in my hand

You can blow my cock

Or make me blow my 9

And so I tuck that fire, tuck that fire, in case they wanna try me

And you might fucking die

Iron sights my right eye

One 9 in each hand, now I got iron sights in both eyes

Momma know I got it on me, she ain't gotta tuck me in

Tapped in with my niggas, I had straps up in my pants

See him outside his crib imma bang it, fuck his parents

I rap with the 9 on me, trap with that grip on me, niggas cannot flex on me

I'm hitting the streets

He need me to fucking blast for em

Hit my bat phone, hit my trap phone

I'm a OG, in a young nigga body

I'm a OG, in a young nigga body

Yeah

Please don't fucking try me nigga

I'm really gettin tired of the bullshit

For real nigga

Some S.I. gangster shit

Fuck up outta my face nigga

Who the fuck you think you talking to

Yeah

Aha