Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Freak, artist - Jackboy. Album song Jackboy, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 23.04.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: EMPIRE, Sniper Gang
Song language: English
Freak |
Freak, on the Hen' get geeked |
Freak, uh, freak, uh |
On the Hen' get geeked, uh |
Shorty she a beast, ya |
Suck it with no teeth, ya |
We get in the streets, ya |
Say he keep that heat, ya |
Nigga claim it’s beef |
Get up on your face |
Marching with them drums |
My lil' steppas' comin' geeked |
Learnt out where he stay |
Catch that nigga in his sleep, ya |
Ya I’m fucking wit' it |
Got to keep that shit on me, ya |
Aye, Aye, ya |
Just bought a new AK my Z |
And I keep this shit with me |
Just know ya I keep I.D., uh |
I was thuggin' in the streets |
Why you thug on I.G., huh |
Know I gotta killer by me |
Hol' up, I make your body leak |
Swear that boy it’s fun to leak |
Better yet meet gravity |
Hot one, when I pull up |
I shot some, money on your head |
Had knocked him |
Niggas gon' flee when the law come |
Tell 'em what you saw |
«Guy popped him» |
Hell yeah!, we dropped him |
Hell yeah!, we got him |
Extended clip, trying to shoot up my problems |
Trying to get you by tomorrow |
Turned mud into model |
Very antique, I retired her |
Freak, uh, freak, uh |
On the Hen' get geeked, uh |
Shorty she a beast, ya |
Suck it with no teeth, ya |
We get in the streets, ya |
Say he keep that heat, ya |
Nigga claim it’s beef |
Get up on your face |
Nigga ain’t talking bout beef, uh |
Whole team looking for a plate, huh |
KK blowin' on tree |
Folkhead sittin' in the basement |
Folkhead we richer than Sony |
I done had to cut off some homies |
Niggas ain’t built like me |
Walk a mile in these shoes |
I’m a hunnid, no phony, aye |
That me and rich lil' bastard |
See the new whip go faster |
Sit in the passenger |
I be touchin' 20k and I add it up |
Mathematics on a nigga |
We added some choppas |
And get to subtracting opponents |
These niggas ain’t bad as us, huh |
444 in my hoodie, huh |
Big racks proof in the pudding, huh |
20k put 'em in the Dickies, huh |
We gon' have the whole hood looking, yeah |
32 snipers we on 'em |
We rockin' this bitch |
And we up 'til the mornin |
On Jiggas, and Percocets, Ecstasy, Codeine |
Poured up a pint |
Now we rolling on more lean |
Freak, uh, freak, uh |
On the Hen' get geeked, uh |
Shorty she a beast, ya |
Suck it with no teeth, ya |
We get in the streets, ya |
Say he keep that heat, ya |
Nigga claim it’s beef |
Get up on your face |
Freak, uh, freak, uh |
On the Hen' get geeked, uh |
Shorty she a beast, ya |
Suck it with no teeth, ya |
We get in the streets, ya |
Say he keep that heat, ya |
Nigga claim it’s beef |
Get up on your face |