Uh...
Gotta tell you this:
Go drink some piss
And find your path of the future
When nothing's mutual 'tween me 'n' you!
Motherf*ckers really searchin everythin in me when i'm here speakin the truth!
Gotta keep sayin "no" to these f*ckheads,
Gotta do a brainsplit
F*ck this shit everything i do becomes a main hit
Uhhh
Poppin this shit like a pimple, imma mainstream
Makin no money, but this shit funny
Just like an ice cream
Thanks to the trippy f*ckers that makin this music their main shit
Pushin these bitches off me with a f*ckin dry spit
Breathe motherf*cker u too critical
My nigga 612 is too political
With my g cubby, trinity that does hits
Shout out to them both, callin you into my crib man
Let that wingsville pop up into my track
F*ck beef, we too few to be foes, do respect
Let that wings rise up and fly bro
Let that wings rise up and fly bro
Poppin this shit like a pimple, imma mainstream
Makin no money, but this shit funny
Just like an ice cream
Thanks to the trippy f*ckers that makin this music their main shit
Pushin these bitches off me with a f*ckin dry spit
Poppin this shit like a pimple, imma mainstream
Makin no money, but this shit funny
Just like an ice cream
Thanks to the trippy f*ckers that makin this music their main shit
Pushin these bitches off me with a f*ckin dry spit
I slide i'm sliding the air
I'm tight up and i'm slide up
She goes down and i'm fired up
We so high she blew it out
Bitch jumps on me i'm tired out
Got backpack with my fat cat
There's so much slime u can't take that
So holy water can't help back on me
My girl she sliding on my face
Like ice tray i'm cold
Even though that's my second track
I've already told
I'm good man
I don't use no n word
I rhyme hard
My eyes closed
That beat fire
Call it fred sauce
I slide i'm sliding the air
I slide i'm sliding the air
Bitch i'm sliding the air
Bitches call me dummy fred
My face is turning all red
My hoes like cat in the hat
I'm skinny, bitch u so fat
I'm all hyped, bro
Get your ass wiped
You don't know but i know
Bitches come 'till i go
I'm dummy fred what do i know?
Eat the pussy with eyes closed
Make a track that is viral
Make a track that is viral
Ooh
I slide i'm sliding the air
Dummy Fred - NO/YES Lyrics
Dummy Fred - NO/YES Lyrics
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English
Uh...
Gotta tell you this:
Go drink some piss
And find your path of the future
When nothing's mutual 'tween me 'n' you!
Motherf*ckers really searchin everythin in me when i'm here speakin the truth!
Gotta keep sayin "no" to these f*ckheads,
Gotta do a brainsplit
F*ck this shit everything i do becomes a main hit
Uhhh
Poppin this shit like a pimple, imma mainstream
Makin no money, but this shit funny
Just like an ice cream
Thanks to the trippy f*ckers that makin this music their main shit
Pushin these bitches off me with a f*ckin dry spit
Breathe motherf*cker u too critical
My nigga 612 is too political
With my g cubby, trinity that does hits
Shout out to them both, callin you into my crib man
Let that wingsville pop up into my track
F*ck beef, we too few to be foes, do respect
Let that wings rise up and fly bro
Let that wings rise up and fly bro
Poppin this shit like a pimple, imma mainstream
Makin no money, but this shit funny
Just like an ice cream
Thanks to the trippy f*ckers that makin this music their main shit
Pushin these bitches off me with a f*ckin dry spit
Poppin this shit like a pimple, imma mainstream
Makin no money, but this shit funny
Just like an ice cream
Thanks to the trippy f*ckers that makin this music their main shit
Pushin these bitches off me with a f*ckin dry spit
I slide i'm sliding the air
I'm tight up and i'm slide up
She goes down and i'm fired up
We so high she blew it out
Bitch jumps on me i'm tired out
Got backpack with my fat cat
There's so much slime u can't take that
So holy water can't help back on me
My girl she sliding on my face
Like ice tray i'm cold
Even though that's my second track
I've already told
I'm good man
I don't use no n word
I rhyme hard
My eyes closed
That beat fire
Call it fred sauce
I slide i'm sliding the air
I slide i'm sliding the air
Bitch i'm sliding the air
Bitches call me dummy fred
My face is turning all red
My hoes like cat in the hat
I'm skinny, bitch u so fat
I'm all hyped, bro
Get your ass wiped
You don't know but i know
Bitches come 'till i go
I'm dummy fred what do i know?
Eat the pussy with eyes closed
Make a track that is viral
Make a track that is viral
Ooh
I slide i'm sliding the air
Gotta tell you this:
Go drink some piss
And find your path of the future
When nothing's mutual 'tween me 'n' you!
Motherf*ckers really searchin everythin in me when i'm here speakin the truth!
Gotta keep sayin "no" to these f*ckheads,
Gotta do a brainsplit
F*ck this shit everything i do becomes a main hit
Uhhh
Poppin this shit like a pimple, imma mainstream
Makin no money, but this shit funny
Just like an ice cream
Thanks to the trippy f*ckers that makin this music their main shit
Pushin these bitches off me with a f*ckin dry spit
Breathe motherf*cker u too critical
My nigga 612 is too political
With my g cubby, trinity that does hits
Shout out to them both, callin you into my crib man
Let that wingsville pop up into my track
F*ck beef, we too few to be foes, do respect
Let that wings rise up and fly bro
Let that wings rise up and fly bro
Poppin this shit like a pimple, imma mainstream
Makin no money, but this shit funny
Just like an ice cream
Thanks to the trippy f*ckers that makin this music their main shit
Pushin these bitches off me with a f*ckin dry spit
Poppin this shit like a pimple, imma mainstream
Makin no money, but this shit funny
Just like an ice cream
Thanks to the trippy f*ckers that makin this music their main shit
Pushin these bitches off me with a f*ckin dry spit
I slide i'm sliding the air
I'm tight up and i'm slide up
She goes down and i'm fired up
We so high she blew it out
Bitch jumps on me i'm tired out
Got backpack with my fat cat
There's so much slime u can't take that
So holy water can't help back on me
My girl she sliding on my face
Like ice tray i'm cold
Even though that's my second track
I've already told
I'm good man
I don't use no n word
I rhyme hard
My eyes closed
That beat fire
Call it fred sauce
I slide i'm sliding the air
I slide i'm sliding the air
Bitch i'm sliding the air
Bitches call me dummy fred
My face is turning all red
My hoes like cat in the hat
I'm skinny, bitch u so fat
I'm all hyped, bro
Get your ass wiped
You don't know but i know
Bitches come 'till i go
I'm dummy fred what do i know?
Eat the pussy with eyes closed
Make a track that is viral
Make a track that is viral
Ooh
I slide i'm sliding the air
Writer: Firdaus Masiddeenzadeh, Manuchehr Abdulkaisov
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Performed By: Dummy Fred
Language: English
Length: 4:28
Written by: Firdaus Masiddeenzadeh, Manuchehr Abdulkaisov