Lyrics Fredo - Skinny n#gg#s

Skinny n#gg#s Lyrics – Fredo

Singer: Fredo
Title: Skinny n#gg#s

I got young skinny n#gg#s, I got them young skinny n#gg#s beating fat-
Got them young skinny n#gg#s, got them young skinny n#gg#s
Got them young skinny n#gg#s
I got them young skinny n#gg#s beating fat shotties

I got them young skinny n#gg#s beating fat shotties
Black girls with white money, white girls with black bodies
I was 18 or 19, had OG’s in the trap for me, spittin’ crack
Is that why b#tches cat for me?

He might fly, but I’m way cooler
He said he’s at the top, but I’m way taller
She told you that she love you, you let bae fool ya?
Come right affi [?] than rappers like AJooler

I bought a little .32 just for some fun on the block
Bought all that corn and the cane, would never come on the cob
My n#gg#s never party, you know that they’re huggin’ the block
So if you see them outside libertine they’re coming to rock

I flooded my block, I went to hattonds, flooded my watch
My coke cook soo good, you’ll never see nothin’ run out the top
Yeah, he’s talkin’ ’bout the chat, but he’s a liar fam
He said he’s eating, but he must be on a diet clan

How could they question the reason we ride?
When on a [?] really know, the reason to lie
When my mum seeing me think, she will try speech me and cry
Then I’ll start helpin’ with the bills, then she turn legally blind

I’m tryna make it heaven, but I come from the hell
I gotta big up the all single mums in the world
Shout out Black’s mum, ’cause all her three sons are in jail
Well we can’t break free, It’s like we’re under a spell

He might fly, but I’m way cooler
He said he’s at the top, but I’m way taller
She told you that she love you, you let bae fool ya?
Come right affi [?] than rappers like AJooler

My brother died, lookin’ into sisters eyes, was feelin’ her pain
A few days later, called her phone and said that they’re feelin the same
Now I don’t think it’s tit for tat, my n#gg#s killin’ the game
It’s not a question, what choose out of billion fame

I don’t write songs in English, they’re written in pain
Felt like I was slippin’ away, rappin’ ’bout them glittery chains
When one of my n#gg#s hard, they’re living the same
I gotta go hard to all my dargs, who winnin’ the same

Yeah, them bruddas are broke, that’s ’cause they’ve been chillin’ for time
All that weed smoke, have you ever thought ’bout billin’ a line
I swap trainers every time that I go visit with Stro
He got more drip in his jail cell than half you n#gg#s on road

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