Yonge and Richmond Freestyle Lyrics

Here's the hottest song in the forge from Blacksmith

Turn your speakers up it's Blacksmith

We doin' Snoh like Aalegra

Yo bitch, she just wanna lay up

Fuckin' yo sister that's Leia

My bitch lookin' like she Leila Alice

Baby I never say please

Baby she all on her knees

But she is not prayin'

Her pum pum Super Sayin

Hit my line to hear what I'm sayin'

I'm ballin' out like I'm Draymond

She gave me head like she Paimon

Just wait until I get paid man

Yea

I-I got some more shit

He don't miss, it's Blacksmith

In love with a bad bitch who bat shit

Turned me to a savage

Never heard of average

Treatin' life like it's traumatic

But really I be livin' lavish

(Really I be livin' this)

Put lipstick on my dick stick make sure it stick quick

When I stick it in this thick bitch

I make her get wet quick

She suck on my dick like its Nesquik

Moanin' in my ear

When I cum I disappear

Tell her not to fear

She can be part of my career

That's a lie I just, I dont ever wanna see her

For real

5 HRS, 8161

We out this bitch, y'already know let's go

Still haven't heard you complain

Love it when you say my name

Picture perfect with a better frame

If she ain't toxic, I could never claim

We are not the same

I'm build to gain fame

You in the same lane

You could not maintain

Wetter than champagne

I'm with a Somali shawty doin' molly

Look like she work at Follies, she could party

Yea

I tell her stop and she listen

Shawty she outta my Vision

Ain't gonna Wanda around with no mission

Too many bottles, forgot what I'm sippin'

You can't forget all the memories

You ain't gon' find you a better me

Now we just turnin' to enemies

Ain't gonna have you no fantasy

(You ain't gon' have nothin')

Yea, said ain't gonna have you no fantasy, yea

Are you fuckin' dumb get the fuck outta my face dawg

Deal wit the gwap like I'm Marty Byrde

Move in silence, never say a word

Only thing I ever say is slurred

Fuckin' her friends cause she got referred

Yea, got a smart girl givin' dumb brain

And a thick bitch off the cocaine

I want Ferraris

I need Massari

Start of the night and its already blurry

Yea

After this I'm goin' home

Chill bro, yea I will

How's this sound?

Yo, lemme listen to it one more time

This one's a certified banger

Ladies, come get ya boy

It's Blacksmith

And my favourite albums be havin' the bonus tracks like