Freaky

All this drip, you gon' need a umbrella

Ooh, ooh, ayy (Rich)
I got two hoes, light skin and chocolate (What?)
Throw the gang when I walk in through my block lit (Block lit)
Got my ex tryna put me on the block list (On the block list)
It's always somebody ex tryna pop shit (Woo, woo, woo)
It was flat then
She got ass shots (Ass shots)
Now they cheer for it
She got mascots (What?)
And she hit the club, baby, throw that ass up (Ass up)
Swear that ass on me, baby, I'ma pass out (Pass out)
You could talk to me
I'ma talk back
I got sauce, bae (Sauce bae)
Ain't no salt bae (Salt bae)
I just walked in
Check the walk, mane (Woo)
Jeans Balmain, bitch
I'm ballin' (Yeah)
If I fuck a shawty, I ain't gotta answer (Answer)
She a scorpio and fuck me like a cancer (Like a cancer)
Fuckin' niggas' hoes, I ain't gotta answer (What?)
Pussy good and I had to dap my mans up (Yeah)
Shawty say she rock bottoms
I don't rock 'em for what? (What?)
Couple million on the 'gram
But you poppin' for what?
Tryna play me like a bird, bitch, you Donald the Duck
All in my section, ain't fuckin'
But drinkin' bottles for what?

I'm a rich ass nigga, you a bitch ass nigga (Rich)
I'ma quick fast hit a nigga, quick fast, nigga (Huh)
Got a stick, grrrah
Hit your bitch ass nigga
Better talk to me nice when you hit that, nigga, yeah
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Heard lil' mama working with some ass, yeah (Ass yeah)
Heard lil' mama like to keep it nasty (Nasty)
Strip club, throw a lot of racks, yeah (Racks)
Shawty getting freaky and nasty (Woo)
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
Shawty getting freaky and nasty (What?)
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy (Woo, woo, woo)
Shawty getting freaky and nasty
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
Shawty getting freaky and nasty (What?)
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy (Woo, woo)
Shawty getting freaky and nasty (Woo, woo, woo)

I'm the reason lil' mama got that ass so thick (Ass so thick)
She done heard lotta stories about this cash I get (Cash I get)
She done heard lotta stories about this dick I slang (Dick I slang)
She wanna suck a nigga ding-a-lang-a-lang-a-lang, yeah
Shit, I pop, through the block with my ice, I walk
Shit, I fuck, through your block with the icey drop
I might let your friend hit it
Gotta share the rock (Smash)
I done hit every bitch in your hair salon
(What, what, what, what, what?)
I'm a freak in the sheets, I'm a dog, lil' bitch
I hit the windows and to the walls, lil' bitch
I know you got a man
You need to pause, lil' bitch
I'ma hit that shit until he calls, lil' bitch (Yeah)
Okay, y'all tell me, niggas all jelly (All jelly)
You don't call me, then my off celly (Off celly)
You wan' fuck me tonight, I said it already (Whoo)
I need ID, ain't no R. Kelly (Huh)

I'm a rich ass nigga, you a bitch ass nigga (Rich)
I'ma quick fast hit a nigga, quick fast, nigga (Huh)
Got a stick, grrrah
Hit your bitch ass nigga
Better talk to me nice when you hit that, nigga, yeah
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Heard lil' mama working with some ass, yeah (Ass yeah)
Heard lil' mama like to keep it nasty (Nasty)
Strip club, throw a lot of racks, yeah (Racks)
Shawty getting freaky and nasty (Woo)
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
Shawty getting freaky and nasty (What?)
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy (Woo, woo, woo)
Shawty getting freaky and nasty
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
Shawty getting freaky and nasty (Ooh she nasty)
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy (Woo, woo)
Shawty getting freaky and nasty (Ooh she nasty)



Credits
Writer(s): Daystar Peterson, Dimitri Leslie Roger, Ozan Yildirim, Barrington Wright, Nils Noehden
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