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YUNG DEVIN - Red Light Freestyle Lyrics



YUNG DEVIN - Red Light Freestyle Lyrics
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Yeah, freestyled this shit at a red light, you already know what it is
Yeah
Yeah
You imagine shit, you never having it
Yeah, I'm getting to that math just like calculus
You thought I had her number, never added it (Ok)
Niggas tryna mold me, clay me, think I'm Cassius
Feel like UPS, yeah the way that I can pack it (Uh)
You can pack yo shit lil mama, you know I ain't having it
Saying too much off the drink, they thinking I'm a activist (I'm a activist)
Yeah, the way I wrapped her for the night, I feel like Scottie (Fr)
I had to learn to swerve again, like Ricky Bobby
Bad bitch with her friends, you know I caught her in that lobby (Yeah)
No I'm not a nigga that be flexing as a hobby, quite nigga but, I'll catch a homi
I might even change my name to Chosen like I'm Robbie
I'm too froze, even eskimos try to rob me (Fr)
I can never give a f*ck about hoes, you know I'm sorry (You know I'm sorry)
Yeah, but you a bad bitch gone and shake it then
I'm gone throw this money, you can rake it in (You can rake it in)
You know it's cool with me, if you gone bring a friend (Fr, It's cool with me)
I might scratch you off that list, if you ain't down to go (Fr)
I had to reel her in, she been on my pole
You know these niggas grim, they reap what they sow
They posted with them lil hoes, man they Karl Malone (What?)
Yeah
They imagine shit, they never having it
Yeah, I'm getting to that math, just like calculus
You thought I had her number, never added it
Yeah (What?)
Tryna mold me, clay me, think I'm Cassius
I feel like UPS, the way that I can pack it
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Yeah, freestyled this shit at a red light, you already know what it is
Yeah
Yeah
You imagine shit, you never having it
Yeah, I'm getting to that math just like calculus
You thought I had her number, never added it (Ok)
Niggas tryna mold me, clay me, think I'm Cassius
Feel like UPS, yeah the way that I can pack it (Uh)
You can pack yo shit lil mama, you know I ain't having it
Saying too much off the drink, they thinking I'm a activist (I'm a activist)
Yeah, the way I wrapped her for the night, I feel like Scottie (Fr)
I had to learn to swerve again, like Ricky Bobby
Bad bitch with her friends, you know I caught her in that lobby (Yeah)
No I'm not a nigga that be flexing as a hobby, quite nigga but, I'll catch a homi
I might even change my name to Chosen like I'm Robbie
I'm too froze, even eskimos try to rob me (Fr)
I can never give a f*ck about hoes, you know I'm sorry (You know I'm sorry)
Yeah, but you a bad bitch gone and shake it then
I'm gone throw this money, you can rake it in (You can rake it in)
You know it's cool with me, if you gone bring a friend (Fr, It's cool with me)
I might scratch you off that list, if you ain't down to go (Fr)
I had to reel her in, she been on my pole
You know these niggas grim, they reap what they sow
They posted with them lil hoes, man they Karl Malone (What?)
Yeah
They imagine shit, they never having it
Yeah, I'm getting to that math, just like calculus
You thought I had her number, never added it
Yeah (What?)
Tryna mold me, clay me, think I'm Cassius
I feel like UPS, the way that I can pack it
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Writer: Devin Sheely
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Performed By: YUNG DEVIN
Language: English
Length: 1:47
Written by: Devin Sheely
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