| Fred The Godson
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| Yo Nas signed me I’m with God’s Son
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| I’m fly like a G5
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| My chrome MAC cost a G, 5
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| I mack like a G, 5
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| Out of 8 bitches here, I could G 5
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| What up Blood? |
| Tell that nigga I’m a G, 5
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| I got Crips on call for a G 5
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| Benz truck, coming in a G5
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| TBM Blockwork, that’s how we ride
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| I bought a watch off these sumo bars
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| I show the band in my videos, Bruno Mars
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| You know God, I skip to the whip
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| Reverse then draw fours like Uno cards
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| The city hard, oh well check 'em
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| You can die here like Odell Beckham
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| Cooking in the kitchen he cheffing
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| Razor blade sitting in the key, ref calling 3 seconds
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| It’s evidence Fred
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| Crew move weight that’s definite bread
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| That water boy Boucher, residents dead
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| So y’all have to pay like the President’s head
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| This for the block while it sizzle
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| I shoot off the pick, shit I never could dribble
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| The brick little, but got a thick middle
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| Bread always come back sweet, McGriddle
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| I’m fly like a G5
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| My chrome MAC cost a G, 5
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| I mack like a G, 5
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| Out of 8 bitches here, I could G 5
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| What up Blood? |
| Tell that nigga I’m a G, 5
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| I got Crips on call for a G 5
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| Benz truck, coming in a G5
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| TBM Blockwork, that’s how we ride
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| I’m Raekwon when it come to cheffing
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| This 911 got nothing to do with 9/11
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| That Porsche remind me of Heaven
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| It’s cloudy blue, off coca I copped the Audi coupe
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| physical even Mystikal know I’m 'bout it fool
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| No limit, them hoes grinning, Dolce Gabbana fitted
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| See that red stripe that mean Prada did it, I gotta spend it
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| Balling in New York like Kenny Anderson or Rod Strickland
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| Talking 'bout that package in my bedroom, my mom listening
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| Fred The Godson, yo Nas signed me I’m with God’s Son
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| Niggas had on the Pelle’s couldn’t afford it tried to rob one
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| with water, you drown pinching bags
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| Almost a quarter an ounce, can’t leave my lawyer with doubt
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| Put collect call to Papi before we called it a drought
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| Hardest out of my city fuck these niggas talking about
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| Baddest bitch in the club, I got shooter walking her out
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| So love Atlanta got me targeting south, Harlem no doubt
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| I’m fly like a G5
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| My chrome MAC cost a G, 5
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| I mack like a G, 5
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| Out of 8 bitches here, I could G 5
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| What up Blood? |
| Tell that nigga I’m a G, 5
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| I got Crips on call for a G 5
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| Benz truck, coming in a G5
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| TBM Blockwork, that’s how we ride |