Early November!
Early november
Riding with my gang
Look at this my diamonds hang
Yea bitch I'm FreddyJ
I beat the pussy out the frame
Feeling great and it's early November
Diamonds water it's cold like December
My heart so cold it feels like a Blizzard
Yea baby you don't know me
You want my love you gotta show
Baby I run up the bag and you know this
You know this
Riding with my gang
Look at this my diamonds hang
Yea bitch I'm FreddyJ
I beat the pussy out the frame
You can copy, you can't paste
Hold on damn (Ha ha)
Aye
We Ballin' 24 in the Paint
We gon ball we in LA
Sipping, and run it up
I pour that wock up in my cup
I be making the songs, but my phone blowing up
And I feel like a criminal
Smooth with the glove
I be counting this green
I got like 5 rings
Yea bitch, I just need a lantern
And I count up the cheese
Ride with a perky
Slide on the block and we popping out thirty
Let's run up some M's
Let's float in the sky
Let's pop us pill
Let's float in the night
Biggest enemy
Look me in my eyes
You tell me lies
Look in my eyes
Feeling great and it's early November
Diamonds water it's cold like December
My heart so cold it feels like a Blizzard
Yea baby you don't know me
You want my love you gotta show
Baby I run up the bag and you know this
You know this
Riding with my gang
Look at this my diamonds hang
Yea bitch I'm FreddyJ
I beat the pussy out the frame
You can copy you can't paste
Hold on damn (Ha ha)
Aye
We Ballin' 24 in the Paint
We gon ball we in LA
Riding with my gang
Look at this my diamonds hang
Yea bitch I'm FreddyJ
I beat the pussy out the frame
Feeling great and it's early November
Diamonds water it's cold like December
My heart so cold it feels like a Blizzard
Yea baby you don't know me
You want my love you gotta show
Baby I run up the bag and you know this
You know this
Riding with my gang
Look at this my diamonds hang
Yea bitch I'm FreddyJ
I beat the pussy out the frame
You can copy, you can't paste
Hold on damn (Ha ha)
Aye
We Ballin' 24 in the Paint
We gon ball we in LA
Sipping, and run it up
I pour that wock up in my cup
I be making the songs, but my phone blowing up
And I feel like a criminal
Smooth with the glove
I be counting this green
I got like 5 rings
Yea bitch, I just need a lantern
And I count up the cheese
Ride with a perky
Slide on the block and we popping out thirty
Let's run up some M's
Let's float in the sky
Let's pop us pill
Let's float in the night
Biggest enemy
Look me in my eyes
You tell me lies
Look in my eyes
Feeling great and it's early November
Diamonds water it's cold like December
My heart so cold it feels like a Blizzard
Yea baby you don't know me
You want my love you gotta show
Baby I run up the bag and you know this
You know this
Riding with my gang
Look at this my diamonds hang
Yea bitch I'm FreddyJ
I beat the pussy out the frame
You can copy you can't paste
Hold on damn (Ha ha)
Aye
We Ballin' 24 in the Paint
We gon ball we in LA
Credits
Writer(s): Fredrick Harkless
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