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Freaky (Remix) Feat. Maverick (Bonus Track)
- //Hook//
- Tryna get freaky for the night no hands
- Booking all these hotels with no bands
- All these thoughts in my head yet no plans
- //Verse 1//
- We in the club, adjacent
- To the new SuperMarket, looking ancient
- Owner name is Jason with a lil spot on his face
- Thats why we call him freak cause he mark up the place
- Right, Niggas struggling to get freaky
- never needed a bad bitch to pull out my wee wee
- But wait, a nigga aint gay, we aint doing shit for pay just to get play
- Might be a bad day when we freak up the place, ride this D like you running away
- I mean damn, stun me away, you aint no stunna girl but you blew me away
- Head and top got me feeling this way, chip is a rapper aint no time to get laid
- Only time to get paid, better blow up my page, but make sure the check tipping, U.S.A.
- Driving down, Lincoln riding on a motorbike better get to blinking, running on these red lights nigga aint thinking
- Bout to get rum down, wait I meant run down gotta put my pipe down, tryna mow my bitch down
- Niggas really thought I retired like this MoTown get me a record label never bow down
- //Hook//
- Tryna get freaky for the night no hands
- Booking all these hotels with no bands
- All these thoughts in my head yet no plans
- //Verse 2//
- We in bed and this girl say she leaking (damn)
- I love fortnite so she always say im geeking (fam)
- But she fixing her complextion, yea she bleaching (damn)
- Ion speak Creole but I'm Haitian
- I mean jamaican, get a concotion, Ion never need a motion to rock yuh ocean
- no potions, ion talking voodoo call me Baba Yaga cause you know that I still brew
- At a standstill, these niggas cant even see me when I stand still, I mean kill Bill
- Like a HillBilly I sing like Parton baby, But ion need no dollies to make me a baby
- Yea I'm crazy, drug head Im on the pills, like a love fest, I mean confess I did incest
- //Hook//
- Tryna get freaky for the night no hands
- Booking all these hotels with no bands
- All these thoughts in my head yet no plans
- //Maverick Verse 3//
- Her eyes are sharp in dark rings, like a vinyl needle
- Brings back the mask, deceitful, makes me sound evil
- Newly single... Smash hit, and that pause was a pregnant scare
- That's a record scratch, my CDs clawed by press on nails
- Pushed a thumb tack in my beak that says "catch ya later"
- But I need a wingman just to leave her temporal lair
- Vice versa, she's stamped deeply within my temporal layers
- Straight up traumatic in the freakiest of sexual terrors
- The knives in the kitchen need sanitizing for different reasons
- I try to forget it
- But she's sly in prying forgiveness in violent incisions of sweetness
- And it's venom flavored.
- Spiders in her melon, creepin' t'wards anything but the best behavior
- Switching 4 personalities and each of them with a deathly stare...
- 'Cause I cheated on every one, I guess I really am a record player.
- But...
- She spittles her evil callings and belittles 'til I'm feeble, always
- Ego shrivels and I'll weasel out it like acquittal in a legal outing
- ('Cause if it's...)
- Equitable; I'm feeling small she, getting killed, by a creepy crawly.
- //Hook//
- Tryna get freaky for the night no hands
- Booking all these hotels with no bands
- All these thoughts in my head yet no plans
- //Lil Chip outro//
- You know what I think is freaky?
- GK Trill tried to diss me
- Now he all up on my wee wee (haha)
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