Fredo
Feeling like Bond
Pussy Galore
Back at the plaza more
Three deep in detail
No one on my tail
Can't find my trail
Off the rail
Off the grid
I had to flee
Away from all the noise
I needed privacy
Tired of technology
Like timbaland & JT
Signature sound
And crystal delivery
50 on that vitamin wawda
And whiskey
In the witches brew
With tha super producer
Focuz
And we both on
Tame Impala
Holla
I'm in my rhinestone jacket
Systematic
Let's get climatic
Baby
I'm no Slim Shady
But I'm "not afraid" of shit
I've been "cleaning
Out my closet"
On this entire album
Just watch me continue
Verbal Kung Fu
Till she code blue
Come through
Take over
Like a typhoon
Eating thi food
At Déjà vu
What ya do
What ya say
Don't mean shit to me
If it's not in my favor
I save a victory
For me
And those around me
Fredo why'd ya fail me
You let me down
You let me down Fredo
Fredo why'd ya fail me
You let me down
You let me down
Fredo
Sippin' Coppola
And whiskey
Feelin' like
Michael Corleone
You betrayed me
Your weakness is beneath me
Inadequate
Inability
To act effectively
Got you 86'd from the family
You know Mo Green
You know Mo Green
You know the consequences
Wrapped in neoprene
Flippers n goggles
Strapped to a rock in the sea
You sleepin' with the fishies
No one knows what happened
But captain and me
That's what happens
When you fuck with me
Flick out the Bic
Hit the roach clip
I whip
Bumpin' Slick Rick
In my sick whip
Wit ur widow bitch
Fill her throat with.
We made fuck flicks
I'd let you watch one
Get popcorn
But you gone
So you can't
Said you wanna be homies
But I'm bad like Megatron
Supersonic
Iconic
Demonic
Hypnotic
On that ass
And she loved it
Ask anyone and everyone
Oh you can't
Cause you gone
I'm foul about it
That's how it went
Crossed the fence
You're the enemy
King take the rook
Lip zipped
Clipped while you
Bait the hook
Ya fuckin' wit the crook
Fredo why'd fail me
You let me down
You let me down fredo
Fredo why'd fail me
You let me down
You let me down
Fredo
How can genetic mutation be so cruel
To produce an embryo that manifested
Into such a fucking loser...
Pussy Galore
Back at the plaza more
Three deep in detail
No one on my tail
Can't find my trail
Off the rail
Off the grid
I had to flee
Away from all the noise
I needed privacy
Tired of technology
Like timbaland & JT
Signature sound
And crystal delivery
50 on that vitamin wawda
And whiskey
In the witches brew
With tha super producer
Focuz
And we both on
Tame Impala
Holla
I'm in my rhinestone jacket
Systematic
Let's get climatic
Baby
I'm no Slim Shady
But I'm "not afraid" of shit
I've been "cleaning
Out my closet"
On this entire album
Just watch me continue
Verbal Kung Fu
Till she code blue
Come through
Take over
Like a typhoon
Eating thi food
At Déjà vu
What ya do
What ya say
Don't mean shit to me
If it's not in my favor
I save a victory
For me
And those around me
Fredo why'd ya fail me
You let me down
You let me down Fredo
Fredo why'd ya fail me
You let me down
You let me down
Fredo
Sippin' Coppola
And whiskey
Feelin' like
Michael Corleone
You betrayed me
Your weakness is beneath me
Inadequate
Inability
To act effectively
Got you 86'd from the family
You know Mo Green
You know Mo Green
You know the consequences
Wrapped in neoprene
Flippers n goggles
Strapped to a rock in the sea
You sleepin' with the fishies
No one knows what happened
But captain and me
That's what happens
When you fuck with me
Flick out the Bic
Hit the roach clip
I whip
Bumpin' Slick Rick
In my sick whip
Wit ur widow bitch
Fill her throat with.
We made fuck flicks
I'd let you watch one
Get popcorn
But you gone
So you can't
Said you wanna be homies
But I'm bad like Megatron
Supersonic
Iconic
Demonic
Hypnotic
On that ass
And she loved it
Ask anyone and everyone
Oh you can't
Cause you gone
I'm foul about it
That's how it went
Crossed the fence
You're the enemy
King take the rook
Lip zipped
Clipped while you
Bait the hook
Ya fuckin' wit the crook
Fredo why'd fail me
You let me down
You let me down fredo
Fredo why'd fail me
You let me down
You let me down
Fredo
How can genetic mutation be so cruel
To produce an embryo that manifested
Into such a fucking loser...
Credits
Writer(s): Christopher Hemingway
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