Freak Show (feat. Latto)
Ayy, who can't call?
Yeah, who can't call? (I don't know)
Yeah, who can't call?
Fuckin' siamese twins, yes, I like my hoes symmetrical
We could run a train, whole gang had to bless the pole
Fluent bitch from China, when she came, she had seven toes
Know I still hit it, lil' bitch, it's a freak show
And I'm havin' too much sauce, I put that shit on my momma
In this bitch with Big Boof, Brandon, that's my blood brother
I just got the neck, 'cause really, I ain't wanna fuck her
Ho talkin' crazy, so my side bitch had to punch her
Make a bitch go down, then come back up just like a plunger
On that hot boy, block boy for this cold summer
Yeah, I don't fuck with 12, so I can never be a cuffer
Need a bad bitch that take wood, jack for the lumber
You can kiss on this dick, I don't kiss on the lips
Heard your boyfriend a bitch, maybe you should call him sis'
Fucked five hoes in one day, take a shower, make her mix
I ain't pressed 'bout a bitch, that's why I could never trick
Ayy, who can't call?
Ayy, who can't call?
Yeah, who can't call? (I don't know)
Yeah, who can't call?
Fuckin' siamese twins, yes, I like my hoes symmetrical
We could run a train, whole gang had to bless the pole
Fluent bitch from China, when she came, she had seven toes
Know I still hit it, lil' bitch, it's a freak show
Nigga, ain't no freak show without big 'Latto (yeah)
Real freak bitch, you wan' fuck and I don't follow (ayy)
Only time I spit is on the mic, bitch, I swallow
Keep it gangsta, he gon' bust on my commando (yeah)
I got mean grip, round after round, that's a mean clip
Put 'em straight to sleep, make him lean sip, ooh, yeah
Nasty, eat it while in traffic
"'Latto, she a real freak", nothin' like his last bitch
Rounds in the pea coat, street but a freak ho
Nigga know I'm spoiled 'cause my folks were movin' kilos
Thought I had the cheat code, ballin' like a free throw
Put the pole on anybody, welcome to the freak show
Ayy, who can't call?
Ayy, who can't call?
Yeah, who can't call? (I don't know)
Yeah, who can't call?
Fuckin' siamese twins, yes, I like my hoes symmetrical
We could run a train, whole gang had to bless the pole
Fluent bitch from China, when she came, she had seven toes
Know I still hit it, lil' bitch, it's a freak show
Yeah, who can't call? (I don't know)
Yeah, who can't call?
Fuckin' siamese twins, yes, I like my hoes symmetrical
We could run a train, whole gang had to bless the pole
Fluent bitch from China, when she came, she had seven toes
Know I still hit it, lil' bitch, it's a freak show
And I'm havin' too much sauce, I put that shit on my momma
In this bitch with Big Boof, Brandon, that's my blood brother
I just got the neck, 'cause really, I ain't wanna fuck her
Ho talkin' crazy, so my side bitch had to punch her
Make a bitch go down, then come back up just like a plunger
On that hot boy, block boy for this cold summer
Yeah, I don't fuck with 12, so I can never be a cuffer
Need a bad bitch that take wood, jack for the lumber
You can kiss on this dick, I don't kiss on the lips
Heard your boyfriend a bitch, maybe you should call him sis'
Fucked five hoes in one day, take a shower, make her mix
I ain't pressed 'bout a bitch, that's why I could never trick
Ayy, who can't call?
Ayy, who can't call?
Yeah, who can't call? (I don't know)
Yeah, who can't call?
Fuckin' siamese twins, yes, I like my hoes symmetrical
We could run a train, whole gang had to bless the pole
Fluent bitch from China, when she came, she had seven toes
Know I still hit it, lil' bitch, it's a freak show
Nigga, ain't no freak show without big 'Latto (yeah)
Real freak bitch, you wan' fuck and I don't follow (ayy)
Only time I spit is on the mic, bitch, I swallow
Keep it gangsta, he gon' bust on my commando (yeah)
I got mean grip, round after round, that's a mean clip
Put 'em straight to sleep, make him lean sip, ooh, yeah
Nasty, eat it while in traffic
"'Latto, she a real freak", nothin' like his last bitch
Rounds in the pea coat, street but a freak ho
Nigga know I'm spoiled 'cause my folks were movin' kilos
Thought I had the cheat code, ballin' like a free throw
Put the pole on anybody, welcome to the freak show
Ayy, who can't call?
Ayy, who can't call?
Yeah, who can't call? (I don't know)
Yeah, who can't call?
Fuckin' siamese twins, yes, I like my hoes symmetrical
We could run a train, whole gang had to bless the pole
Fluent bitch from China, when she came, she had seven toes
Know I still hit it, lil' bitch, it's a freak show
Credits
Writer(s): Vas Coleman, Alyssa Stephens, Ebony Oshurinde, Edward Blackmon
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