Moving to America
Hey, yo, Freddie
Freddie, over here
What the fuck?
Yo, Freddie
Is that Ryan C?
Yo, what's good, man?
Yo, what's good?
You happy to be here?
Yeah, yeah, I'm happy to be here, yeah, fuck, yeah
Moving to America, I got my bags packed
What's in your bag, Freddie Dredd? I need that
Is that what I think it is? Yeah, bitch, what it do?
I know you want this, but you can't, you's a fucking fool
Moving to America, I got my bags packed
What's in your bag, Freddie Dredd? I need that
Is that what I think it is? Yeah, bitch, what it do?
I know you want this, but you can't, you's a fucking-
Man, I just landed, I can not believe I'm here
Hit the corner store, I need some smokes, I need some beer
It's so, it's so damn hot, I think I need a fucking Glock (fucking)
Where I get my Glocks? My brother took it from a cop (from a cop)
Now I can go on a little shopping spree
I flash the barrel, then you give me everything you need
I want your wallet, want your watch, maybe I'll just take your shoes
Oh, shit, oh, the 14s? Man, you the fucking dude
Gonna make you pieces, now you sit and watch
Time is ticking when you gonna see me on your block
These bitches actin' mental when they come up to my shows
Now watch my gun go when you're dropping to the floor
Drop it hot, you drop it cold
You are six feet under, drop it low
You must've known that Freddie's in your home
I'm all across the globe, but I'm here to let it go
Moving to A-, moving to America, I got my bags packed
What's in your bag, Freddie Dredd? I need that
Is that what I think it is? Yeah, bitch, what it do?
I know you want this, but you can't, you's a fucking fool
Moving to America, I got my bags packed
What's in your bag, Freddie Dredd? I need that
Is that what I think it is? Yeah, bitch, what it do?
I know you want this, but you can't, you's a fucking fool
Moving to America, I got my bags packed
What's in your bag, Freddie Dredd? I need that
Is that what I think it is? Yeah, bitch, what it do?
I know you want this, but you can't, you's a fucking fool
Moving to America, I got my bags packed
What's in your bag, Freddie Dredd? I need that
Is that what I think it is? Yeah, bitch, what it do?
I know you want this, but you can't, you's a fucking fool
Freddie, over here
What the fuck?
Yo, Freddie
Is that Ryan C?
Yo, what's good, man?
Yo, what's good?
You happy to be here?
Yeah, yeah, I'm happy to be here, yeah, fuck, yeah
Moving to America, I got my bags packed
What's in your bag, Freddie Dredd? I need that
Is that what I think it is? Yeah, bitch, what it do?
I know you want this, but you can't, you's a fucking fool
Moving to America, I got my bags packed
What's in your bag, Freddie Dredd? I need that
Is that what I think it is? Yeah, bitch, what it do?
I know you want this, but you can't, you's a fucking-
Man, I just landed, I can not believe I'm here
Hit the corner store, I need some smokes, I need some beer
It's so, it's so damn hot, I think I need a fucking Glock (fucking)
Where I get my Glocks? My brother took it from a cop (from a cop)
Now I can go on a little shopping spree
I flash the barrel, then you give me everything you need
I want your wallet, want your watch, maybe I'll just take your shoes
Oh, shit, oh, the 14s? Man, you the fucking dude
Gonna make you pieces, now you sit and watch
Time is ticking when you gonna see me on your block
These bitches actin' mental when they come up to my shows
Now watch my gun go when you're dropping to the floor
Drop it hot, you drop it cold
You are six feet under, drop it low
You must've known that Freddie's in your home
I'm all across the globe, but I'm here to let it go
Moving to A-, moving to America, I got my bags packed
What's in your bag, Freddie Dredd? I need that
Is that what I think it is? Yeah, bitch, what it do?
I know you want this, but you can't, you's a fucking fool
Moving to America, I got my bags packed
What's in your bag, Freddie Dredd? I need that
Is that what I think it is? Yeah, bitch, what it do?
I know you want this, but you can't, you's a fucking fool
Moving to America, I got my bags packed
What's in your bag, Freddie Dredd? I need that
Is that what I think it is? Yeah, bitch, what it do?
I know you want this, but you can't, you's a fucking fool
Moving to America, I got my bags packed
What's in your bag, Freddie Dredd? I need that
Is that what I think it is? Yeah, bitch, what it do?
I know you want this, but you can't, you's a fucking fool
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Writer(s): Ryan Chassels
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