UPS (feat. Fredo)

Album cover art for "UPS (feat. Fredo)" by Charlie Sloth & Fredo

Charlie Sloth & Fredo - Rap

UPS (feat. Fredo)

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Duration: 3:20

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She might look good, but she talks loads and I'll kick her to the curb When I drop my number the next thing I do is picking up her skirt I got kicked out of science I don't know how I go and whip it like a nerd Swear the judge move just like my plug, always tryna give the kid a burn But fuck all that Catch me shelling shows down with post malone at age 12 I was in my house setting traps like it's home alone Now I'm overseas my niggas shooting shit but I don't own a drone And u know me ,I do rap but I still get bands from Rolling Stones And hold on , ur talking about the trap but u don't even own your phone And listen to this My aki brothers be slinging arms they ain't broke a bone I hardly see Billy's either in killy or he's over grove When I'm putting money underground and that due to the fact I'm over stoved This shits a habit Fam she's watching my wrist but my wrist with carats Got her hopping in my car but I swear on my life bro this chicks a rabbit And my nigga savage I don't kick no ball but I hit her hatrick Feds kick up my door talk about shootings and triple stabbings But u know already my Niggas trapping Bro got a square up in his pants like he chills with Patrick But this stuff right her ain't even nothing like a cartoon I like her shape she's hella curvy her back looks like a half moon I might hit her in the bed or might go hit it in the bathroom She might be the 1 so I saved her number as half 2 She knows for a fact I ain't even nothing like her last dude But I told her straight there's more to Fredo than diamond chains and fast coupes Tryna get a box cause cause I just clocked I'm on my last 2 And more time my work don't change but the darks knew So I told John and his mates go sit in this dark room I'm gonna give them a test, give them a test I call this trap house my class room I'm no teacher, u chill with kids u old geezer And I see you taking pics on the gram with a couple grand I don't see the point of tryna smoke shisha I got three spices trynna top me but I'm no pizza Every month we finesse boys we don't own FIFA I swear on my life this gelato is louder than my home speaker I see u spending money on couple shoes but u don't want beef Plugs charging 30,000 I'm asking him no cheaper He can sense the realness in my ora I don't know Rita But I know Yola So the plug knows for sure there's no tricking me Every month feels like December I ain't kidding g Feeling festive, that's cuz my pendants lit up like a Christmas tree Told my main all I want is brain but stress what she giving me So when she is acting up I have to send her to yard no [?] UPS you come and fuck with me cause Fredo patterns up deliverys All my girls got jiggle bums swear all my girls are shivery I can't hang around too long cause next thing they wanna live with me

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Credits

Writers
  • Charlie Sloth
  • Fredo