Freak Accident

Lyrics

[Verse] Yeah, the man will put you in a bag like a poodle You fuck ugly bitches usual, fubu Tryna go from dope dealer I'm tryna go from dope dealer to Coachella But it's no hope here Can't even trust the church folk here But them young boys, they stay posted on the block Got O's on 'em, like they wearing polka dots, yeah Made nigga, makin' a killin' Niggas ain't got a clue that the butler did it Used to move it through the mail FedEx, UPS, DHL Uh, they say "Wolf, your rappin' is stupid" "You should cut back on the lyrics and do jazz music" Uh, I say I never been to DC So if I'm at the Whitе House? I'm talking about my nigga crib that's down the street But I hope thеse niggas don't squeal It's boy in the balloon, it's a gender reveal Yeah, right way, left way, which way you goin'? I'm here for the commas, period, semicolon Uh, do you know what I been through? Hat white in the streets like Monica shoes Call Zelooperz, tell him to paint me a mural My clothes is fifty-five in Roman numerals Uh, she world? But Russell Wilson, I see error in your girl Yeah, my bitch say I'm a show-off I feel like I'm ballin' in a bubble when the section roped off Uh, the bank a driveway, every time I pull in I got a bag out She thick like Kash Doll with a bad mouth My pockets got a tumor And you got funny money, that's what I call a sense of humor Uh, your girl was in a coma She was dyin' to get the dick and guess who was the organ donor Yeah, she bust it open like a piñata She had twins but each baby had a different father Yeah, can you picture a RV hittin' a Ferrari That's how it was when I was hittin' your barbie Yeah, it wasn't supposed to happen Hit your bitch by mistake, now that's a freak accident Uh, yeah, whoo Hit yo' bitch by mistake, now that's a freak accident