Spicydary
Young Reddy
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Here comes sniper-bullet reddy shooting up at the club again (B-b-bullet reddy, grr grr grr) Rocking outta the streets with the crew off the hardy-caine (Rocking popping, cocky, huh) Dancing all the night with that murder trap, mosh pit train (Woo woo, Rage) O3 the gang, hunting you, y’all know this Spicydary, aye aye aye (Young Reddy) My life like a football game, I could do the 1st down but then there is a fumble, damn well (Hey) That’s what it supposed to be, I used to do the cheapy lean and know I’m starting counting bills (Racks) I’m keeping counting bills, with my bitch at the beach sipping henny sweetie peach (Bitch) Spicy rap or trap whatever you want I wanna do this all the life y’all know I’m speaking facts Like that time that nigga start blame at my ass Because he was a dumbass cool lil daddy good guy The punch say to him good guy You just received a goodbye Come on lil boy stop crying Don’t play with reddy like that bitch People being hating and hating y’all should stop now this shit The environment turning cold somebody know what it is? Here comes sniper-bullet reddy shooting up at the club again (B-b-bullet reddy, grr grr grr) Rocking outta the streets with the crew off the hardy-caine (Rocking popping cocky, huh) Dancing all the night with that murder trap, mosh pit train (Woo woo rage) O3 the gang, hunting you, y’all know this Spicydary, aye aye aye Okay, Reddy coming with the big shit quick shit explicit Trapping out the block trippin speeding it flexing Running up the money homie coming like a zombie Cousins got my back they got 9s on the lobby If you don’t stay quiet you might got a bullet-diet Throwback to the broke era with no bills in my wallet With no bills in my wallet people thought I was retarded Ak seven a cachete bloke in another level Nigga just got famous with that versace sample F*ck the clout f*ck the clout f*ck the clout (F*ck the clout) F*ck that shit for real ain’t gon pay momma a house Gonna buy my momma a house with a brand new car (Skrrt) Yeah, with a brand new car (Skrrt skrrt) Got a fresh freestyle (No style) No style, yeah No style, yeah No style, yeah Spicydary, yeah Whippin asses, yeah Going crazy, yeah Cause you know that we coming with this big ass thing We turn gangsta mode on, we cannot flip the switch Flaming the studio wilding baby know how the vibe is Call now the firefighters tho this shit so lit I’m so fucking tired of the mediocre pep Nigga talked fucking fast, last sound was a beep
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