Shipley’s

"Freddy"

Yeah
Yeah
Big CRWN Energy

Yeah
Aye

[Verse]

Got this bitch running like a V12 motor
Bad bitches happy that I showed up
Walked in with the members
Them gang signs get throwed up
Plug went in Shipleys, now a nigga donuts

"Rose on the beat he be blasting"

Hold up nigga hold up
I switch the flow up
I weighed that dope up
Wash face w/ soap Uh

Watch face like so what
Drink till I throw up
Wake then I roll up
I seize the moment

Yeah

I been Sherrifing
Big star caravan
Gotta couple people that I care for
Takе care of them

I could nevеr treat the Marriott
Like a Sheraton
I love all these hoes
I don't never plan on sharing them

I could pass the bread
Never Karen or a Sharon them
Threw lil momma hundred dollars
Told her get her nails did

Niggas say they ball yeah they balled
That was past tense
Shorty love the green on her body
Like the Masters

She throw me that Uh
I'ma dog it like Mastiff
And she gone make sound
Big sounds that shit massive

Had it since I got it
I could never be a has been
Invitations to the crib is
Pending like a patent

[Hook]

Ya see a lotta nigga switched sides
But it’s looking like a Lottery on this side
And I ain’t gotta be the star, I'll be 6th guy
Cuss it ain’t who did it first
It’s bout who did it right

Ya see a lotta nigga switched sides
But it’s looking like a Lottery on this side
And I ain’t gotta be the star, I'll be 6th guy
Cuss it ain’t who did it first
It’s bout who did it right
And ima get it right

[Verse 2]

In the studio I'm on that late night shit
On the job, never let a nigga take my shift
I got hoes from everywhere they tryna take my pick
Just keep that fuck shit over there, do you catch my drift?

I'm sitting sideways
I was in that hallway
Now I'm in that drive way
Now i’m on that Runway

Shit I'm bout to fly away

Shit I'm bout to fly away

"RYLTY Shit ya know what I'm saying?"