Dummy Fred - PAGE 69 Lyrics

Shout out to the bitches that falling for me, but they 13 years old, can't f*ck with them.
Finally 18, do whatever I want but I won't spoil me, Imma sportsman.
Fans won't do shit till I tell 'em "please"
Feels like dickride
Shit right but in other sight
In another angle
F*ck a hoe like a triangle
Bitches fighting demons, motherf*cker try angels.
Page 69, wrote lotta things
Bitches get my sight like I'm horny thing
When I talk to bitches they hear "check-ching"
Gonna show them hoes what they never seen
Gotta keep my mouth closed
Not talking clean
Bitch
F*ckers playing roblox
And drinking lean
Bitch really telling me that I gotta stay clean
Bitch
Drafts volume two, it's time to be mean, bitch.
Bestie
Test me
I don't drink Nestea
Boy 'came lost and I tell him <<нести>>
Giving that bitch food, feels like a breastfeed
Riding on my bike 7 and 3, best speed.
Count on me
Ride on me
Follow me
I'm not used to talk random shit in the song
In the industry I feel all alone
Gone
Motherf*cker watch your tone.
Bone.
Just rhyming through the song
Cone.
Bitch really turn me on
Oh...
We don't really get along.
Pause, bitch, lemme stop this "o"ing
Rumbling
Scrumblin
Rambling
Gambling
Fumbling
Mumbling
Trembling
Getting in
Dropped some new shit, call that "humbling
Other bitches that think that they doing thing"
Got a food, call me a cooker
For tonight we got a whooper
To be honest, i don't really like supra.
Lamborghini, that's what i call "super"
Not a watcher, call me a looker.
Dick in Russian sounding like залупа
Writing poems here, feeling like 2pac
Кончу на русском, прямо как сука.
Damn...