10 Freaky Girls (Instrumental)
10Freaky Girls （）-Metro Boomin /21Savage
Produced by ：Metro Boomin
Ooh
Ohhhhhhh
Noonoonoo
Noooo ahhhhh
In peace
In peace
May you rest
May you rest
Never ever shoot below the neck
Never ever
You a rookie
You a rookie
Im a vet
Im a vet
Thats why I got a Glock you got a TEC
Got a TEC
Not checkers
Not checkers
This chess
It is chess
I flooded out my
Patek with baguettes
I curve Tiffany
Yeah for Jess
For who
Need to get myself together
Im a mess
Straight up
In bikini bottom
Im with Sandy
Sandy
Moesha keep on drinkinall the brandy
Brandy
Keisha eat the molly like its candy
Yah yah
Bodyslam a n***a like Im Randy
Yah yah
Yeah Im a hot hitter
Straight up
Im a guap getter
Straight up
Leave a thot bitter
Straight up
Get your block hit up
Oh you think you in a group
Get that s**t split up
On God
Tryna suck me layindown
I make that b***h sit up
Straight up
Yeah hot box
Dirty stick
Case closed
Case closed
We grill beef
N***a charcoal
Uh oh
SellinP***y
Her vajay jay got a barcode
Uh oh
These broke a*s n***as need Jobco
Used to use E B T to get seafood
Now I uber eats when I want Kiku
She wanna hang out and let the gang G you
Metro worth a lot of Ms n***a
Me too
Racks
Hanginoff my earlobes is a rock
A rock
Hanginoff my waistline is a Glock
Pop pop
The body in that casket was a opp
Twentyone
I dont throw no bottles
I throw shots
Twentyone
All this drip on me
I need a mop
Twentyone
Balenciaga boxers and the socks
On God
I got ten freaky girls on a yacht
Yacht
Finna drown in em dawg
Finna drown in em
Twentyone
Last altercation
Got a hundred rounds in him
On my mama
All my spots got a lot of bloodhounds in em
On your mama
Aint no furniture
Its just a lot of pounds in em
Straight up
Percs soft hard
And I got the brown in em
On God
Word to bombaclaat
Shotta we dont ramp in em
Twentyone
Edgewood
Glenwood
Bouldercrest and the Hamp with em
Six
Got a lot of sticks
You can get stamped with em
On God
Tryna mediate the beef
You get found with em
Straight up
All these chains
Rest in peace to Harriet Tubman
Harriet Tubman
N***as broke cause they dointoo much clubbin
Too much clubbin
Cashed out on all my cars cause Im stubborn
Cause Im stubborn
Zone six against the world
Thats how Im comin
How Im comin
I came out the womb
I was thuggin
Straight up
Aint no fistfights
N***as uppin
Straight up
Rappers say they want smoke
But they bluffin
On God
When you see em face to face
It aint nothin
Straight up
Hanginoff my earlobes is a rock
A rock
Hanginoff my waistline is a
Glock
Pop pop
The body in that casket was a opp
Twentyone
I dont throw no bottles
I throw shots
Twentyone
All this drip on me
I need a mop
Twentyone
Balenciaga boxers and the socks
On God
I got ten freaky girls on a yacht
Yacht
I got ten freaky girls on a yacht
On a yacht
On a yacht
On a yacht
On a yacht
Never I
Ahhhh