ADDYS (feat. Nechie)

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Bet, ha
 Oh, so, so you, oh, so you think you tough, though?
 You think you a tough guy?
 Huh (Taurus)
 Huh, huh
 Pussy (Run that back, Turbo)
 Addy (Addys), Addy (Addys), Addy (Addys), Addy (Addys)
 Addy (Addys), Addy (Addys), Addy (Addys), Addy (Addys)
 We geekin' up on the Addy
 Spin the block, we got the addy
 Wake up, I pop me a Addy
 Hard to stop poppin' these Addys
 Addy (Addys), Addy (Addys), Addy (Addys), Addy (Addys)
 Addy (Addys), Addy (Addys), Addy (Addys), Addy (Addys)
 Roll up Biscotti, I'm drinkin' the codeine whenever I swallow a Addy
 Drugs in my body, I call up a venue, he tell us pull up to the addy
 Hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm
 Hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm
 We shady babies
 We don't do the nay nay, we trapped on the block for a payday
 I put the stick right to his face
 Now he turnin' away, actin' like he ain't say that
 I jumped off the porch and I really went North
 The first out my hood with a Maybach
 They wanna come pop that shit while I'm on tour
 Uh, just wait 'til I get back
 She know that she cappin'
 She gave me your addy, lil' boy, I know where you stay at
 You sendin' big shots
 Shoulda stuck to the rappin', lil' boy, I swear I don't play that
 They know I'm with it, connected, through the city
 SkyDweller, out the fridge, Elliante got it hittin' (Uh)
 That Addy is in me, I feel it (Uh)
 I'm your daddy, lil' bitch, come and get it (Uh)
 You niggas still cap like a fitted
 I'm throwin' 'em back like they Ritalin
 Addy (Addys), Addy (Addys), Addy (Addys), Addy (Addys)
 Addy (Addys), Addy (Addys), Addy (Addys), Addy (Addys)
 We geekin' up on the Addy
 Spin the block, we got the addy
 Wake up, I pop me a Addy
 Hard to stop poppin' these Addys
 Addy (Addys), Addy (Addys), Addy (Addys), Addy (Addys)
 Addy (Addys), Addy (Addys), Addy (Addys), Addy (Addys)
 Roll up Biscotti, I'm drinkin' the codeine whenever I swallow a Addy
 Drugs in my body, I call up a venue, he tell us pull up to the addy
 I'm geekin' on codeine (Ayy), I took four beans (Ayy)
 Adderall pink (Ayy, ayy), no sleep, I'm geeked
 I'm high, no lie (No lie)
 You can get hit with the fire (Hit with the fire)
 Shady baby, I come from the South (Come from the South)
 I'm at your neck like a tie (Said woah, yeah)
 I whip the coupe out the lot
 Broke my wrist in the pot, man, we shippin' 'em out (Yeah)
 I'm puttin' that bitch on the spot
 She can fuck on the gang or that bitch can get out (Bitch can get out, yeah)
 Bitch, I'm a pimp, not a trick (Not a trick)
 Coupe is all white like a brick (Like a brick)
 I ride around with the stick (With the stick)
 They want it, we pull up and blitz (Yeah)
 Patek, wetty (Wetty), neck, baguettie (Baguettie, yeah)
 I'm wrappin' bricks like a daddy
 You niggas pathetic, just shut up and bet it (Yeah)
 Niggas ain't havin' no fetty
 They act like they ready, get hit with a bullet (Hit with a bullet)
 Nigga backed up when I pull it
 He can get hit with the fullest (Yeah)
 Addy (Addys), Addy (Addys), Addy (Addys), Addy (Addys)
 Addy (Addys), Addy (Addys), Addy (Addys), Addy (Addys)
 We geekin' up on the Addy
 Spin the block, we got the addy
 Wake up, I pop me a Addy
 Hard to stop poppin' these Addys
 Addy (Addys), Addy (Addys), Addy (Addys), Addy (Addys)
 Addy (Addys), Addy (Addys), Addy (Addys), Addy (Addys)
 Roll up Biscotti, I'm drinkin' the codeine whenever I swallow a Addy
 Drugs in my body, I call up a venue, he tell us pull up to the addy
 Addy, Addy, Addy, Addy
 Addy, Addy, Addy, Addy
 

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Duration
02:59
Key
11
Tempo
150 BPM

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