Fiend by Eddie, The Dreamer Lyrics
I’m like God damn
Yous an aggy nigga
God damn right bitch
Imma stab a nigga
Fuck around yeah
Imma get to clapping niggas
12 come round
I don’t know what happen
Nigga
I’m like god damn im sick of rapping niggas
Come and Test yo luck put you in a casket nigga
Heard you work at Publix get the basket nigga
If I ain’t got the time then u know imma skippa get the guac yeah and
You know I’m a flippa
Shawty do a trick yeah
On the dick yeah
Bangin like a crip yeah
Taking pics yeah
Tippin on fo fos
Draped in four hoes
Eddy you so cold
Brought in the 44
Get to fucking round imma the club
I see She can take some rounds I said shawty wassup
She said these are red bottoms I ain’t in the bloods
And I’m like…. Fuck…
Money ain’t a thang but a chicken wang
I’m more of a blue guy anyway
I don’t affiliate with the gang bang
More of a free my nigga in the chains mayne
Shouts out to my niggas doing time
Imma keep wilin til they free my nigga 6ix9ine
She only fuck with classy nigga
She walk around Hollywood disfigured
All tIme she a gold digger
Tell him she ain’t yo
She just disowned a nigga
But if wanna go then go my nigga
She got a smile that’s Golden
Her heart is frozen
Look man All I gotta say is
Have the prenup
For you roll the weed up
Cause man She a eater
If she rapper prolly charge you for a feature
If you ain’t got a leash then nah u can’t keep her
Let a nigga try me run up do em dirty
Ten shots hit his dome leave em blurry
Pussy boy acting hard left em buried
Now his body cold Oreo McFlurry
Please call the the paramedics tell em hurry
I don’t think he gon make it
Cause a nigga shoot like curry
Big pink is his nickname Like that nigga Murray
Sly Cooper when I slide on a nigga
Stealth…
Yous an aggy nigga
God damn right bitch
Imma stab a nigga
Fuck around yeah
Imma get to clapping niggas
12 come round
I don’t know what happen
Nigga
I’m like god damn im sick of rapping niggas
Come and Test yo luck put you in a casket nigga
Heard you work at Publix get the basket nigga
If I ain’t got the time then u know imma skippa get the guac yeah and
You know I’m a flippa
Shawty do a trick yeah
On the dick yeah
Bangin like a crip yeah
Taking pics yeah
Tippin on fo fos
Draped in four hoes
Eddy you so cold
Brought in the 44
Get to fucking round imma the club
I see She can take some rounds I said shawty wassup
She said these are red bottoms I ain’t in the bloods
And I’m like…. Fuck…
Money ain’t a thang but a chicken wang
I’m more of a blue guy anyway
I don’t affiliate with the gang bang
More of a free my nigga in the chains mayne
Shouts out to my niggas doing time
Imma keep wilin til they free my nigga 6ix9ine
She only fuck with classy nigga
She walk around Hollywood disfigured
All tIme she a gold digger
Tell him she ain’t yo
She just disowned a nigga
But if wanna go then go my nigga
She got a smile that’s Golden
Her heart is frozen
Look man All I gotta say is
Have the prenup
For you roll the weed up
Cause man She a eater
If she rapper prolly charge you for a feature
If you ain’t got a leash then nah u can’t keep her
Let a nigga try me run up do em dirty
Ten shots hit his dome leave em blurry
Pussy boy acting hard left em buried
Now his body cold Oreo McFlurry
Please call the the paramedics tell em hurry
I don’t think he gon make it
Cause a nigga shoot like curry
Big pink is his nickname Like that nigga Murray
Sly Cooper when I slide on a nigga
Stealth…