KJ Suave - F.N.F FREESTYLE (REMIX)

Told yall niggas I was dropping bro
I'm F-R-E-E, fuck bitch free
That mean I ain't gotta worry 'bout no bitch cheating on me
You'll think I had a camera how I'm finna make yall cheese
Thotties get lit to this song but ain't got paper
Inside they jeans (yo broke ass) that shit must run in the family
Stomach poking like it's a fanny
Only got love for my granny
I'm happy niggas can't stand me
But back to these boujee bitches
Be faking like they got riches
Get everything from they moms and they pops but wear they on business
I got a couple of hoes in the back of the whip and they smoking a spliff
Going crazy (damn) I be fucking her good
And she calling me daddy but I will not
Give her a baby (why you do that shit) I be making her cream
And she quirt on the sheets
When we done she just laying there lazy
I just fuck her then kick her right out of the spot, you can have her
I know that's your lady (damn) most of these niggas mad
I don fucked they bitch in the past (Facts) the way I'm dividing legs
You would think I'm doing some math (facts) I'm catching him lacking
Creep through the school he wanna be bad
I'm on his ass like he left class without a pass
I'm a tweaker, if you try me I'm on yo as on the spot
If I catch you reaching for anything
That's how you getting dropped
But don't try me over no bitch, niggas tripping over a thot
Nigga just mad he kissed his bitch and found out
She sucking on- (ha ha ha) If you
Gimme a minute you know I'm in it
Only got a couple rounds 'for to hit it until I'm finished
When I finish kick her out she ain't tripping over the business
I be all up in it digging her cervix out
With my penis (woo) all these bitches mad
Because I just went crazy with the remix
I ain't even gotta trip, hit the switch and watch 'em repeat it
I got bitches all up on me like MJ she wanna beat it
Get rid of motherfuckers like an abortion they wondering why I'm
F-R-E-E, fuck bitch free
I ain't tripping 'bout no bitch out here sucking dick on her knees
I said I'm S-I-N-G-L-E, again (single) fuck I look like
Cuffing hoes I'm tryna fuck you and your friends
Let me call up T, the 2-man on the floor
We going crazy (yop) never seen these hoes in person
We get there playing it lazy
I'm tryna fuck, she wanna talk
This hoes better talk to her momma
Ain't worried 'bout no bitch I'm just sitting back focused on the commas
Suave

Written by:
Khaleel Johnson

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