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Sweatshirt (Freestyle) Video (MV)




Performed By: Yung Thicc Boi
Language: English
Length: 2:57
Written by: William Hunter




Yung Thicc Boi - Sweatshirt (Freestyle) Lyrics
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Fernando's-
Fernando's-
Ya Boi's-
Alright I'm Gonna Freestyle
Fernando's in a sweatshirt
I'm gonna shoot you with the glock
I bet it'll hurt
You boutta get murked
Just like...
Just like you when you drank all the purp
Pull up to the house and I smoke some purp
Ayy you already know I smirk
When I stab a bitch
I got a mask and shit
My rhymes immaculate
I keep a castle bitch
I got a castle bitch
It's made out of f*ckin' rocks
I got a castle bitch
Pull up on yo bitch and give her the cock
I got a castle bitch
I'm on some medieval shit
Ok, we just had Mcdonald's and Dr. Pepper
My rhymes are hot like a f*ckin' hot pepper
Okay okay you already know I don't play
Okay I'm boutta beat this case like my name is OJ
Yeah I bit that line from Star
But I'm gonna get far
My first car is a tesla car
You already know i got bars
Imma f*ckin' rap bars from earth to mars
Aye, Aye,
Imma rap from here to mars
Imma rap from here to mars
Except I'm gonna keep goin'
Cause My rhymes keep flowin'
Up inside my brain
My rhymes are insane
In the membrane
You already know mayne
Aye, Aye, Aye, Aye,
Imma hit you with the f*ckin' AK
I t-already told ya free Tay-K
Or you boutta get f*ckin' sprayed
Uh Uh
I got the f*ckin' shoes
You already know I can't lose
I had to ditch the clown sho3s
Because they were obsessed with booze
They were just some losers man
So i had to go and hit em with a f*ckin' frying pan
(Fernando: Damn Fam)
Damn fam I had to hit em with a frying pan
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English

Fernando's-
Fernando's-
Ya Boi's-
Alright I'm Gonna Freestyle
Fernando's in a sweatshirt
I'm gonna shoot you with the glock
I bet it'll hurt
You boutta get murked
Just like...
Just like you when you drank all the purp
Pull up to the house and I smoke some purp
Ayy you already know I smirk
When I stab a bitch
I got a mask and shit
My rhymes immaculate
I keep a castle bitch
I got a castle bitch
It's made out of f*ckin' rocks
I got a castle bitch
Pull up on yo bitch and give her the cock
I got a castle bitch
I'm on some medieval shit
Ok, we just had Mcdonald's and Dr. Pepper
My rhymes are hot like a f*ckin' hot pepper
Okay okay you already know I don't play
Okay I'm boutta beat this case like my name is OJ
Yeah I bit that line from Star
But I'm gonna get far
My first car is a tesla car
You already know i got bars
Imma f*ckin' rap bars from earth to mars
Aye, Aye,
Imma rap from here to mars
Imma rap from here to mars
Except I'm gonna keep goin'
Cause My rhymes keep flowin'
Up inside my brain
My rhymes are insane
In the membrane
You already know mayne
Aye, Aye, Aye, Aye,
Imma hit you with the f*ckin' AK
I t-already told ya free Tay-K
Or you boutta get f*ckin' sprayed
Uh Uh
I got the f*ckin' shoes
You already know I can't lose
I had to ditch the clown sho3s
Because they were obsessed with booze
They were just some losers man
So i had to go and hit em with a f*ckin' frying pan
(Fernando: Damn Fam)
Damn fam I had to hit em with a frying pan
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Writer: William Hunter
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