Title: Fr33 Fall

Artist: PPS

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[Intro]

I’m Durham made, I’m Durham

I’m Durham made, on the set

Yeah, yeah, yeah

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[Hook]

Yeah, I feel Chapo ’cause I’m serving it

I’m switching grams from hand to hand, lil’ bitch, I’m Kyrie Irving it

Bitch, I feel like Candyman — if it’s in my hand, I’m curving it

Fly out to Afghanistan, then come back to the U.S. with a Persian bitch

This is not no normal strand — you asking ’round who’s serving this

Why you questioning all my grams? He’s talking ’bout, “What’s that purple shit?”

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[Verse 1]

Bitch, I’m gon’ ball — I turned to a Slumdog

They ain’t tryna grab me — I just got up out this freefall

I just told her mama I’m a hood addict, I cannot meet y’all

Soap and water on my fire, bitch, I had to clean my heat off — clean it off, ayy

Briefcase cap on, I look like a terrorist

Take that lil’ ass gun home, my na, you not scaring shit

Hit up my big dawg with a new bone — that na like to bury shit

I can lose all if I move wrong, that shit be so embarrassing

Like, where did I go? (Where?)

She tryna wrap around me bad like Ferragamo

He mad — he like, “Who jugged him out his bag?” The hell if I know

I swear to God this life I live got way too cold

I was walking to the bus stop, I had phone books in my coat

So why the hell would I stop? I don’t care if I sell dope

If it’s really ’bout that money, they get holes like Cheerios

And it was 6:19, I swung a kick — Mysterio

I’m talking ’bout kicking down your shit like I’m the one who built the door

Lil’ shawty eyes big as hell — she ain’t never seen no blick before

Bitch, I put Durham all on my back since I came out of Reservoir, yeah

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[Hook / Outro]

I feel Chapo ’cause I’m serving it

I’m switching grams from hand to hand, lil’ bitch, I’m Kyrie Irving it

Bitch, I feel like Candyman — if it’s in my hand, I’m curving it

Fly out to Afghanistan, then come back to the U.S. with a Persian bitch

This is not no normal strand — you asking ’round who’s serving this

Why you questioning all my grams? He’s talking ’bout, “What’s that purple shit?”

Bitch, I’m gon’ ball — I turned to a Slumdog

They ain’t tryna grab me — I just got up out this freefall

Ooo ahhhh, ooo ahhhh, ooo ahhhh

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

They ain’t tryna grab me — I just got up out this freefall