Crown

Shackle down, I would never pay for a pound This hooker in the gown, I will beat her to the ground Boot-boot to the head, then I shoot, now you're dead Sucka don't want smoke, hold on, let me take a toke Why you boast? Now you lookin' like a damn ghost To the most Walk up to the show and I'm the host You's a foolie I got the bang, hit you with the toolie Now you're snoozing Killin' all these bitches 'cause they losing Get-get it Two-step, I just want the boof pack Oh, you think you know Jack? Come on run your knapsack Blessin' all these bitches You think I am a fool Freddie is a killer, now you don't know what to do Fre-Freddie sittin' there with the crown He gon' be the king of all the putrid underground Where you gonna be when I am countin' all my rounds? All these little rappers tryna act up, you a clown Fre-Freddie sittin' there with the crown He gon' be the king of all the putrid underground Where you gonna be when I am countin' all my rounds? All these little rappers tryna act up, you a clown