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FFK Freestyle, Vol. 1 (feat. JuGram) Video (MV)






C-Yonko - FFK Freestyle, Vol. 1 (feat. JuGram) Lyrics




I mean for goodness sakes me and Drake just got back from Turks and Caicos
Pullin up in wraiths with them Drakos
Giving you the ghost face leaving a case cold
He asked how the game turned into the Drake show
Team Nicki, Jimmy off Degrassi met up with Wayne and Nicki with the assy baby like Where the damn cake going
I don't wanna eat if the food ain't mignon steak and the plate ain't gold
You niggas in coach on the plain coat
I bought your bitch coach flew her in the P J home
I got the PJ shoe game
Rocking the same pair he had on game four
You see me on that new shit you tried to switch up
But you niggas you should use the same flow
Niggas is so menstrual cycle
I'm going through the motions of a psychic
From you I'm getting the notions of a sidekick
No Michael talking all that smooth criminal sly shit until I'm in a coop
Shooting like I be hanging with Mr. Cooper
Don't try shit before we slide in with them shells no cooper
Boy recouping racks spent on record making we breaking records
Wrecking shit but we reckless cause a ruckus at the Rutger
In a section blocked off from the wreckage
Second-guessing how your lives on hold while you wait to get the message
Glock 9 on line 4, I'll get back to you up in a second

Aye, Yonko
Aye, Aye
ABCDE I call them the keys my piano
That black on white got me graying out they channels
Yeah I'm icy
Is this a fairy tail
I can tell by how you smellin' you just bought new Chanel
Be straight or lesbi honest just tell me yo deally deally
You wanna be more than my Bud? Stop acting so silly
I can tell, you feeling me
I read nonverbals while flipping linguistics, that's my ability
We differ dialects but speak the same language, mutual intelligibility
The depiction I'm picturing's a hieroglyph
For some you hard to read
For me you flip the script
For me you such a trip
For me you start to strip
As I'm landing in your zone from the flight or from the whip
Cuz I been collecting yo interest without giving a loan
I paid well in advance, a fall out won't take toll
C-Yonko Boba Fett, you cant string me along
That's music to her ears so I play her like this song, look
ABCDE I call them the keys my piano
That black on white got me graying out they channels
Yeah I'm icy, I'm your fairy tail
I see just what you're worth and you deserve more than Chanel, whoa
Aye run that back one more time
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I mean for goodness sakes me and Drake just got back from Turks and Caicos
Pullin up in wraiths with them Drakos
Giving you the ghost face leaving a case cold
He asked how the game turned into the Drake show
Team Nicki, Jimmy off Degrassi met up with Wayne and Nicki with the assy baby like Where the damn cake going
I don't wanna eat if the food ain't mignon steak and the plate ain't gold
You niggas in coach on the plain coat
I bought your bitch coach flew her in the P J home
I got the PJ shoe game
Rocking the same pair he had on game four
You see me on that new shit you tried to switch up
But you niggas you should use the same flow
Niggas is so menstrual cycle
I'm going through the motions of a psychic
From you I'm getting the notions of a sidekick
No Michael talking all that smooth criminal sly shit until I'm in a coop
Shooting like I be hanging with Mr. Cooper
Don't try shit before we slide in with them shells no cooper
Boy recouping racks spent on record making we breaking records
Wrecking shit but we reckless cause a ruckus at the Rutger
In a section blocked off from the wreckage
Second-guessing how your lives on hold while you wait to get the message
Glock 9 on line 4, I'll get back to you up in a second

Aye, Yonko
Aye, Aye
ABCDE I call them the keys my piano
That black on white got me graying out they channels
Yeah I'm icy
Is this a fairy tail
I can tell by how you smellin' you just bought new Chanel
Be straight or lesbi honest just tell me yo deally deally
You wanna be more than my Bud? Stop acting so silly
I can tell, you feeling me
I read nonverbals while flipping linguistics, that's my ability
We differ dialects but speak the same language, mutual intelligibility
The depiction I'm picturing's a hieroglyph
For some you hard to read
For me you flip the script
For me you such a trip
For me you start to strip
As I'm landing in your zone from the flight or from the whip
Cuz I been collecting yo interest without giving a loan
I paid well in advance, a fall out won't take toll
C-Yonko Boba Fett, you cant string me along
That's music to her ears so I play her like this song, look
ABCDE I call them the keys my piano
That black on white got me graying out they channels
Yeah I'm icy, I'm your fairy tail
I see just what you're worth and you deserve more than Chanel, whoa
Aye run that back one more time
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Writer: Cameron Anglin, John Lyons
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