TEC - EDDU Freestyle lyrics
[TEC - EDDU Freestyle lyrics]
Rolling up thrax in this gravel leaf
These niggas don't compare to me
Let em send a diss turn yo
Favorite artist to rapper weed while
I'm out in traffic that ratchet
Sit on the passenger seat
(right c'here) imma make it back and
That's on Miss Ketha and Daphany
I don't know shit ain't no since
Of dem bitches even asking me
Tell them bitches Eat Dat Dick Up
Right after they shackle me
(Eat that dick) , Pussy niggas wanna
Click up choppa split they faculty
You pussy like yo daddy apple ain't
Far from the apple tree
(pussy) ain't been on them addy's but I
Still been putting them tabs in
Me on thеm bitches casually mix
It with this Cali weed
Word in that Raq a pussy nigga say he sparin'
Me want smokе because his BM sucked me slow
Up in a Air & B and currently a
Nigga feeling Rich Rich get back up go
(Bom, Bom) nigga that's that big bitch you
Know I go dum' dum' wit a
350 shifted niggas spin with all them
Guns and don't even hit shit
Team still got love like the Cavilers
My who clique rich like lil
Phat fuck a rap career all I'll risk it up in
Saks at the Galleria buying my bitch
Shit I already bought the
Whole male section Off White and
Chanel stepping They been
Praying on my downfall I'm still receiving
Blessings from the can in the
Chow hall to eating steak for
Breakfast Choppa go blam you
Know that sound dog it ain't
No Smith & Wesson, if it
Ain't bout M's or opps bodies
You know whop ain't interested
Don't tell me bout no rap shit
I'm tryna score a brick they
Need to make a app to get
These rappers of my dick
Them Crackers still killing niggas and they
Charge get dismissed livin' here
Ain't easy but I'm going out
Thuggin' hard as a bitch
(Thugga Thugga) in these BR streets you can
Ask bout a nigga up in
The industry they done black balled a
Nigga that's why I use my
Face card and get them packs out
Lil nigga to the detective
Only time he speak facts bout
A nigge rattin ass (aye these good
Tellin' ass pussy ass niggas mane and I
Heard them niggas black balling you
Luh that shit ain't stopping nun ya
Heard me? I know that
Shit ain't holding that nation down I'm
Bout to come back in this
Bitch man mane run that shit
Look turn me up)
They be like Luh why you ain't blew yet why
Instagram took ya blue check
You constantly remind
Me of some shit I didn't do yet while
I was in confinement them niggas was Hollerin
Who dat like fans of the saints could give
A damn what niggas think cause everybody and
They opinion don't deposit at
The bank and everybody
Know I'm winning money rising like my
Rank try too copy nigga wanna
Stand on side me but they can't nigga know
We terrorizing flash
Out I'll go blank in this bitch if you
Don't pay me hoe you can't get
This dick bitch you should pay me hoe to
Think for you bitch all of these Ben
Franklins I'm so thankful for
Dis I'm so thankful
I'm rich eat my whole fuckin dick
These niggas don't compare to me
Let em send a diss turn yo
Favorite artist to rapper weed while
I'm out in traffic that ratchet
Sit on the passenger seat
(right c'here) imma make it back and
That's on Miss Ketha and Daphany
I don't know shit ain't no since
Of dem bitches even asking me
Tell them bitches Eat Dat Dick Up
Right after they shackle me
(Eat that dick) , Pussy niggas wanna
Click up choppa split they faculty
You pussy like yo daddy apple ain't
Far from the apple tree
(pussy) ain't been on them addy's but I
Still been putting them tabs in
Me on thеm bitches casually mix
It with this Cali weed
Word in that Raq a pussy nigga say he sparin'
Me want smokе because his BM sucked me slow
Up in a Air & B and currently a
Nigga feeling Rich Rich get back up go
(Bom, Bom) nigga that's that big bitch you
Know I go dum' dum' wit a
350 shifted niggas spin with all them
Guns and don't even hit shit
Team still got love like the Cavilers
My who clique rich like lil
Phat fuck a rap career all I'll risk it up in
Saks at the Galleria buying my bitch
Shit I already bought the
Whole male section Off White and
Chanel stepping They been
Praying on my downfall I'm still receiving
Blessings from the can in the
Chow hall to eating steak for
Breakfast Choppa go blam you
Know that sound dog it ain't
No Smith & Wesson, if it
Ain't bout M's or opps bodies
You know whop ain't interested
Don't tell me bout no rap shit
I'm tryna score a brick they
Need to make a app to get
These rappers of my dick
Them Crackers still killing niggas and they
Charge get dismissed livin' here
Ain't easy but I'm going out
Thuggin' hard as a bitch
(Thugga Thugga) in these BR streets you can
Ask bout a nigga up in
The industry they done black balled a
Nigga that's why I use my
Face card and get them packs out
Lil nigga to the detective
Only time he speak facts bout
A nigge rattin ass (aye these good
Tellin' ass pussy ass niggas mane and I
Heard them niggas black balling you
Luh that shit ain't stopping nun ya
Heard me? I know that
Shit ain't holding that nation down I'm
Bout to come back in this
Bitch man mane run that shit
Look turn me up)
They be like Luh why you ain't blew yet why
Instagram took ya blue check
You constantly remind
Me of some shit I didn't do yet while
I was in confinement them niggas was Hollerin
Who dat like fans of the saints could give
A damn what niggas think cause everybody and
They opinion don't deposit at
The bank and everybody
Know I'm winning money rising like my
Rank try too copy nigga wanna
Stand on side me but they can't nigga know
We terrorizing flash
Out I'll go blank in this bitch if you
Don't pay me hoe you can't get
This dick bitch you should pay me hoe to
Think for you bitch all of these Ben
Franklins I'm so thankful for
Dis I'm so thankful
I'm rich eat my whole fuckin dick