Tedy Andreas, Freddie Gibbs - Sputnick lyrics
Freddie Gibbs [Fredrick Jamel Tipton] Gary, Indiana, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Tedy Andreas, Freddie Gibbs - Sputnick lyrics]
Motherfucker
It's that shit you can't see on TV bitch
You know it's crazy out here, crazy out here
Wassup my dogs man, where you at?
In my chat
Run up to your spot like a fuckin narc'
This that shit to get high to
For you bitch ass
Yeah, like Raekwon I bring the ruckus
Hardcore higher than the sputnik
Hardcore lady fans love it
Yall think it's fashion to bang colors
Till real G's run up on you
Your eyes see his colours
Cause your brain malfunction
My Pakistani at the bodega keep me healthy
All the chopped cheese on the wheatbread
Never meal prep
Extort feds with the street cred
Till my warrants get dropped and
My rеcords get a reset tеars dry
No reply to Adom after I bang this vine out
Yo shoutout to Amy Winehouse
Fifth grade Bill Nye episodes
Spark the plug and my boy
That experiment with a Pyrex
Your trash rhymes got me sidekicked
Won't stand the test of time I know
Thats hard for you to digest
Back when you were flippin' sidekicks
I was flippin' percocets holding my
Nuts with a tight grip
Long Island mini mansion with ADT cameras
With range from Tacoma to Atlanta
The opera need a phantom
Ninja-black bands with my leg out
The window like Juelz Santana
Rag-to-riches enterprisin'
Moschino silk sheets tailor-fitted
For the guy analyze energy
They want me on opposite
Side of those conniving
Pull the curtains in Continentals and
Spark my light up (Peace)
Telephone calls from my dogs sayin' narcs
Got them locked oh yeah
Swear it's crazy, it's crazy
It's crazy out here
Telephone calls from my moms money problems
Got me workin oh yeah
Swear it's crazy, it's crazy
It's crazy out here
Telephone calls from my dogs sayin' narcs
Got them locked oh yeah
Swear it's crazy, it's crazy
It's crazy out here
Telephone calls from my moms money problems
Got me workin oh yeah
Swear it's crazy, it's crazy
It's crazy out here
Telephone call from my dog, "got a song"
Did you rip it huh? yeah
'Cause im that type of nigga
Set up shop and get it
Off another niggas projects
Space coupe blackened UFO
Im only pulling up in foreign objects
When your bitch made
Ya get slayed 'cause it's crazy out here
I just hit the boy with the
Knowledge you been fillin' him
I can make him hit a
Hundred grand be the minimum
The forgiato floating like the
Tyres filled with helium
I'm tryna fuck a trust fund bitch
And a get a million give me some extra hoes
We keeping the ones that fuck the rest can go
They know a nigga VVS get extra glow
These niggas handcuffin, bitches
Arrestin hoes, we keep pimpin though
(Y yeah)
Telephone calls to your broard "Did that
Pussy nigga drop you off?" yeah
Its different when you riding in the foreign
Shit that nigga got you in a Honda
(He ain't got you in that Porsche yet baby)
Space coupe blackened UFO
Im only pulling up in foreign objects
Your bitch made
Ya get slayed 'cause it's crazy out here
Telephone calls from my dogs sayin' narcs
Got them locked oh yeah
Swear it's crazy, it's crazy
It's crazy out here
Telephone calls from my moms money problems
Got me workin oh yeah
Swear it's crazy, it's crazy
It's crazy out here
Telephone calls from my dogs sayin' narcs
Got them locked oh yeah
Swear it's crazy, it's crazy
It's crazy out here
Telephone calls from my moms money problems
Got me workin oh yeah
Swear it's crazy, it's crazy
It's crazy out here
It's that shit you can't see on TV bitch
You know it's crazy out here, crazy out here
Wassup my dogs man, where you at?
In my chat
Run up to your spot like a fuckin narc'
This that shit to get high to
For you bitch ass
Yeah, like Raekwon I bring the ruckus
Hardcore higher than the sputnik
Hardcore lady fans love it
Yall think it's fashion to bang colors
Till real G's run up on you
Your eyes see his colours
Cause your brain malfunction
My Pakistani at the bodega keep me healthy
All the chopped cheese on the wheatbread
Never meal prep
Extort feds with the street cred
Till my warrants get dropped and
My rеcords get a reset tеars dry
No reply to Adom after I bang this vine out
Yo shoutout to Amy Winehouse
Fifth grade Bill Nye episodes
Spark the plug and my boy
That experiment with a Pyrex
Your trash rhymes got me sidekicked
Won't stand the test of time I know
Thats hard for you to digest
Back when you were flippin' sidekicks
I was flippin' percocets holding my
Nuts with a tight grip
Long Island mini mansion with ADT cameras
With range from Tacoma to Atlanta
The opera need a phantom
Ninja-black bands with my leg out
The window like Juelz Santana
Rag-to-riches enterprisin'
Moschino silk sheets tailor-fitted
For the guy analyze energy
They want me on opposite
Side of those conniving
Pull the curtains in Continentals and
Spark my light up (Peace)
Telephone calls from my dogs sayin' narcs
Got them locked oh yeah
Swear it's crazy, it's crazy
It's crazy out here
Telephone calls from my moms money problems
Got me workin oh yeah
Swear it's crazy, it's crazy
It's crazy out here
Telephone calls from my dogs sayin' narcs
Got them locked oh yeah
Swear it's crazy, it's crazy
It's crazy out here
Telephone calls from my moms money problems
Got me workin oh yeah
Swear it's crazy, it's crazy
It's crazy out here
Telephone call from my dog, "got a song"
Did you rip it huh? yeah
'Cause im that type of nigga
Set up shop and get it
Off another niggas projects
Space coupe blackened UFO
Im only pulling up in foreign objects
When your bitch made
Ya get slayed 'cause it's crazy out here
I just hit the boy with the
Knowledge you been fillin' him
I can make him hit a
Hundred grand be the minimum
The forgiato floating like the
Tyres filled with helium
I'm tryna fuck a trust fund bitch
And a get a million give me some extra hoes
We keeping the ones that fuck the rest can go
They know a nigga VVS get extra glow
These niggas handcuffin, bitches
Arrestin hoes, we keep pimpin though
(Y yeah)
Telephone calls to your broard "Did that
Pussy nigga drop you off?" yeah
Its different when you riding in the foreign
Shit that nigga got you in a Honda
(He ain't got you in that Porsche yet baby)
Space coupe blackened UFO
Im only pulling up in foreign objects
Your bitch made
Ya get slayed 'cause it's crazy out here
Telephone calls from my dogs sayin' narcs
Got them locked oh yeah
Swear it's crazy, it's crazy
It's crazy out here
Telephone calls from my moms money problems
Got me workin oh yeah
Swear it's crazy, it's crazy
It's crazy out here
Telephone calls from my dogs sayin' narcs
Got them locked oh yeah
Swear it's crazy, it's crazy
It's crazy out here
Telephone calls from my moms money problems
Got me workin oh yeah
Swear it's crazy, it's crazy
It's crazy out here