FR3AKY (feat. chanelpack1)

Oh my God She so freaky Oh my God She so freaky Oh my God She so freaky Oh my God She so freaky She hate it when it hurt Mix the blanco with a perc Feel it go work Her emotions in the dirt Double triple homi- when she make her body work Put it in reverse Shawty on a purge Broke that nigga neck Somebody put 'em in a hearse Shawty got me buzzin' Tryna learn about the birds Tell me what's the word Don't you say you haven't heard Got a LTE connection that your man can not disturb Oh my God She so freaky Oh my God She so freaky Oh my God She so freaky Oh my God She so freaky Oh my God Oh my God Hit my line but what she want Talkin' candy need a jaw breaker Want me at the mall Just to meet in her in a stall later I do not recall What's her name Maybe Monica Erica Rita, Tina, Sandry, Mary, Jessica? F*ck it bruh Call me Drippy Parker Way I'm frost bit VVS's absent But the sauce on me was God sent Divinity exists I'm here on earth to serve as evidence Buried or alive I'll still be cozy 'round some presidents Oh my God She so freaky Oh my God She so freaky Oh my God She so freaky Oh my God She so freaky Baby don't you talk to me 'bout love Unless its past T-E-N-S-E Thinking bout my future I can't picture Aphrodite With just 1 F-A-C-E Enjoy it while it last Cuz our chapter ending messy Her bestie got me gassed Couldn't pass Feel K-O-B-E Pour my drinks on repeat Cut some green for the fiends So they balance they club diet So chaotic Only want her when I'm this cathartic Swear to God Oh my God She so freaky Oh my God She so freaky Oh my God She so freaky Oh my God Shit so freaky Shit so freaky You been flexing I ain't even got to do shit You been flexing I ain't even got to do shit This a grown man game Lil boy This a grown man game Lil boy You been flexing I ain't even got to do shit I been getting rich And I ain't even had to sell shit What you think this was lil boy