Stefflon Don - XXL Freshman Freestyle: Stefflon Don Freestyle lyrics
[Stefflon Don - XXL Freshman Freestyle: Stefflon Don Freestyle lyrics]
I can keep it coming 50 to
100, I been making mummy proud, ah
Pulled up in the maddest ting, you can
Hear me coming from 100 miles, ah
I'm the realest ting, bitches imitating
But this is my sound, yo
When you step inna the UK ask
The realest niggas what I'm about, yo
Titty big and the batty too
Ride the cocky like I'm 22
I could care less where your hair's from
'cause your lace fronts kinda showing boo
Blood clot, dem a send for all real dun da da
Pull up in a Maserati with a sawn-off shotty
I got body, she got bodies
My ting good, my ting mad
Fucking with me, have you gone mad?
I speak my mind, say how I feel
Sometimes I feel I'm too real
Bitches cooking but that taste off
That sauce fake, that's bellyache
If I'm coming, that mask off
That's 1-8-7, I'm in your face
100, I been making mummy proud, ah
Pulled up in the maddest ting, you can
Hear me coming from 100 miles, ah
I'm the realest ting, bitches imitating
But this is my sound, yo
When you step inna the UK ask
The realest niggas what I'm about, yo
Titty big and the batty too
Ride the cocky like I'm 22
I could care less where your hair's from
'cause your lace fronts kinda showing boo
Blood clot, dem a send for all real dun da da
Pull up in a Maserati with a sawn-off shotty
I got body, she got bodies
My ting good, my ting mad
Fucking with me, have you gone mad?
I speak my mind, say how I feel
Sometimes I feel I'm too real
Bitches cooking but that taste off
That sauce fake, that's bellyache
If I'm coming, that mask off
That's 1-8-7, I'm in your face