FreakyFriday

BONES in this bitch, uh, skull on my kicks, uh In this rap game I feel alone in this bitch, uh Rolling out the zip, wait, diamonds on my bitch, hey We could Freaky Friday and still never switch place Go the switchblade, catch 'em when he get home Body in the street, vibrating like a flip phone "Blaow" go the big tone, whole team been on Vest made of Kevlar, body made of pimp Bones Got 'em on they tippy-toes, drivin' then I hit the road Last thing he witnessed was my eyes in the night glowing Waited all my life for it (What? What? What?) I stay equippеd with something deadly Fuck I look like tryna fight for it? You don't rеally wanna do nothin', fuck a discussion Ready to go "Pop-pop-pop" Pussy boy never said nothin', now that boy gushin' Bitch get down-down-down-down Down-down-down-down (Yeah) (What?) (SESH) (Pussy)