Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
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tophillfreddo
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Wilfried Sane-Aka
Wilfried Sane-Aka
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Wilfried Sane-Aka
Wilfried Sane-Aka
Mixing Engineer
Anthony Sweats
Anthony Sweats
Producer

Lyrics

Hey,
It’s Freddo F baby, that F it’s gon stand for forever
I’m an eternal **** at the four seasons, I can last any weather
In my lil’ past life I was that guy, I’m still him in my new life
I was in Lansdowne on em’ backroads smoking shit to get clever
I started popping my shit back at home, and these **** they feeling the pressure
Go head and ask about me, these people they come and they tell ya
I feel like RiRi imma get all this cash, tell Jay bring an umbrella (uh)
Young fresh fly **** I could pull whatever
Fresh ass **** I can go and bag whoever
Like abra cadabra
I got a bad bitch who popped up she got a whole ****, but tell me I’m better
Big Marni, steppin all in em’ slippers
Moon walking on the beat I’m a stepper
Real live stepper, I’m way to geeked I rock Margiela
This art shit get way too deep, if you don’t know then shut up
I’m feeling like Kanye back in ‘07, when I’m rocking them shutters
I be feeling like Jadakiss back in New York when I'm rocking them butters
It’s Freddo F baby, that F it’s gon stand for forever
I’m an eternal **** at the four seasons, I can last any weather
In my lil’ past life I was that guy, I’m still him in my new life
I was in Lansdowne on em’ backroads smoking shit to get clever
I started popping my shit back at home, and these **** they feeling the pressure (yeah)
Go head and ask about me, these people they come and they tell ya
I feel like RiRi imma get all this cash, tell Jay bring an umbrella (uh)
Young fresh fly **** I could do whatever
Fresh ass **** I can go and bag whoever
I go Freddo Hendrix on these bitches
40 pointers on you bitches
How they tried to keep me in the back, I still went up on you bitches
Yeah, I step my foot on you ****
Yeah, I ride around with my hitter
Yeah, my dreams they went and got bigger
I see sour faces, they look bitter
I been pissing purple codeine, call the doctor tell him check my liver
Label calling like come sign boy
Is you ready for a ****
It’s Freddo F baby, that F it’s gon stand for forever
I’m an eternal ****, at the four seasons
I can last any weather
In my lil’ past life I was that guy, I’m still him in my new life
I was in Lansdowne on em’ backroads smoking shit to get clever
I started popping my shit back at home, and these **** they feeling the pressure (yeah)
Go head and ask about me, these people they come and they tell ya
I feel like RiRi imma get all this cash, tell Jay bring an umbrella
Young fresh fly **** I could pull whatever
Fresh ass **** I can go and bag whoever
Written by: Wilfried Sane-Aka
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