Ca$h Rodgers - Freak (feat. Garf2x & Velli)

(Huh)
(Yeah)
(Huh)
(Yeah)
(Hey)
(Huh)
(Yeah)
(Hey)
I made it all in a week
This fabric I'm sporting ain't cheap
She wanna suck up the d
I'm with it I know she a freak
Oh no
The heater right under the seat
Just know that I keep it on me
Remember them nights I ain't eat
That struggle turned me to a beast
Bitch I'm the man
Free all my dawgs out the can
Make millions that all of our plans
Your girlfriend a fan
She make it clap with no hands
Counting my pocket expand
Gahdamn
I made it all in a week
This fabric I'm sporting ain't cheap
She wanna suck up the d
I'm with it I know she a freak
I know this bitch is a eater
I put the d in ya diva
I put your boo in my lineup
Told that hoe follow the leader
I met lil mama through Damo
Said come with me senorita
Now she singing the song
Hop in the coupe and we gone
These 350s are meant for flexing
She thought we had a connection
Sorry lil miss tricks ain't for Slick
I just need you to soothe this erection
Ain't that bout a bitch
That I ain't bout a bitch
Come on you know I move of discretion
Tell her get up off
I can't kill it softly
Gotta beat it up with aggression
Shorty a freak
I treat her as such
Something like Garf had to double up
I knock her ass down but won't knock her up
I make her come first
I'll take runner up
Gahdamn
I made it all in a week
This fabric I'm sporting ain't cheap
She wanna suck up the d
I'm with it I know she a freak gahdamn
I made it all in a week
This fabric I'm sporting ain't cheap
She wanna suck up the d
I'm with it I know she a freak
Oh no
The heater right under the seat
Just know that I keep it on me
Remember them nights I ain't eat
That struggle turned me to a beast
Bitch I'm the man
Free all my dawgs out the can
Make millions that all of our plans
Your girlfriend a fan
She make it clap with no hands
Counting my pocket expand
Gahdamn
I made it all in a week
This fabric I'm sporting ain't cheap
She wanna suck up the d
I'm with it I know she a freak
I know she a freak
I know she a freak
I'm rocking black skinnys my belt double g
These n****s be fake
And they can't fuck with me
Yeah why you asking for a beef
We hit the block up and we made the shit bleed
She wanna be driving she ain't going my speed
Bitch I'm still stepping airmax on my feet
She suck it good never using no teeth
We was riding round on the late night
Can't fuck with that girl she don't play right
But I know that girl going stay tight
3 Band og I stay high
She thought she was fucking with the same guy
But she was fucking with a lame guy
I gotta big bag can't take mine
I told that girl it'll take time
Now these n****s talking bout me through the grapevine
Ass up I be gripping on the waistline
In the kitchen get the whipping like it's cake time
Camouflaged up feeling like it's Bape time
Ok
I made it all in a week
This fabric I'm sporting ain't cheap
She wanna suck up the d
I'm with it I know she a freak
I made it all in a week
This fabric I'm sporting ain't cheap
She wanna suck up the d
I'm with it I know she a freak
Oh no
The heater right under the seat
Just know that I keep it on me
Remember them nights I ain't eat
That struggle turned me to a beast
(That struggle turned me to a)

Written by:
David Thompson Jr., Deyonte Arrington, Ryan Cox

Publisher:
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