DBF

I'm F-R-E-E dummy bitch free
Pop out on the scene so fresh and clean just mobbin' with the team
I'm S-I-N-G-L with the E
Told my ex delete my number please don't give the boy no ring
They say love don't cost a thing
Yeah I know these bitches cheap
I would like some TLC but everybody wanna Creep
That boy leave and go to work I got her sweating' out her weave
Thank the Lord before I sleep ain't worried bout nobody cheatin'
I'ma handsome MF and I know that shit
Wouldn't let most of you bitches even hold my dick
Use to treat hoes like the O's I flipped
Get em in then get em gone ain't no talk that's it
I'm F-L-Y it don't matter what I drive
Pull up on her in a beater bet you she still get inside
Say she S-H-Y till she come around the guys
Now she bustin' open wide all that shake I need some fries
Look I be tryna change but I swear y'all make it difficult
Treating' thottin like a sport, man y'all hoes so typical
Two can play that game though I'ma cruddy individual
R-I-D-G to the E speak direct no subliminals

I'm F-R-E-E dummy bitch free
Pop out on the scene so fresh and clean just mobbin' with the team
I'm S-I-N-G-L with the E
Told my ex delete the number please don't give the boy no ring
I'm F-L-Y it don't matter what I drive
Pull up on her in a beater bet you she still get inside
Let's Go
Let's Go

I'm B-I-G 2-3 that's me
Play with me I'll leave a scene
Suck me up until I'm clean
I been sick like C-O-V-I-D 19
Pop a V niggas know I'm gettin' mean
Eliantte applying pressure
Order every entere the youngest flexer
They doin' what I say I'm giving' lectures
Eyeing out my plate no need to measure
We don't call ourselves a gang but we be actin' like a gang
All about my cash cannot put your picture in my frame
Pull up bang I will never change always stay the same
And you a lame nothing to claim it's still gang gang gang gang

I'm F-R-E-E dummy bitch free
Pop out on the scene so fresh and clean just mobbin' with the team
I'm S-I-N-G-L with the E
Told my ex delete the number please don't give the boy no ring

I'm T-I-R-E-D tired of these bitches
She got a nigga back at home but still in my phone always trippin'
I'm a real street nigga say she need a street nigga
I been eating' now she wanna leach she tryna eat with me
I tell a bitch suck dick don't use yo teeth
I been D-U-C-K-I-N-G ducking from police
I been P-O-P-P-I-N-G popping my shit all damn week
I ran up 20 in my sleep I fuck these bitches by the 3's
I only fuck hoes this hoe right here want me make her my queen
Bitch you T-R-I-P-P-I-N-G again
I might go and fuck your friend heard she do it with no hands
I can't fuck with broke bitches before we link show me a band
I know a stripper bitch with no money she might need a go fund me
I know this bitch who play softball she cut my toes for me
I be with Q that's my road dog I'll clear the show for him
I'm T-I-R-E-D tired of these bitches
I might pop out with a new bitch everyday cause I'm different

Let's Go
Let's Go



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Writer(s): Ridge Long
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