HB Freestyle

Lyrics

[Intro: Frenzo Harami] Harami S.K.I.T.Z Beatz You know how we do, straight Rami business Its the Dubba Squad, we get the Dubba gone Gade paise [Verse 1: Frenzo Harami] Ey Yo, I'm stuck in this fully When im up in this hoody I'm moving like Young Adz the way im sucking these pussies Shot him in the neck, but hes probably breathing Its robbery season man get shot for no reason Its that time of the month, where shes tryna get the Ps in Sponge in her pussy jus to stop it from bleeding A new bitch try to tell me she was vegan An hour later fam shes swallowing semen Blood makes you related, loyalty makes you family Can't fuck with the team, we got more toys than Hamleys I lost a few brain cells, got locked up in 8 jails And it was all courtesy of the cocaine sales I been trapping since I got my first Motorola 5 pakis rolling strapped up in the corolla We were taking over, with the baking soda Got a couple six packs now the weight is over Arm and Hammer, you can see it on the emblem Give it couple months and ill have harami on the pendent, yo I shot crack to any kat that's dependent, I was selling to this bitch when she was 7 months pregnant [Skit] [Verse 2: Frenzo Harami] Yo, Im a brick buyer I was a gram seller I put white and brown together like Mandela Now I got myself, into a dilemma Got the pigs listening in on the antenna We make it rain you better go grab your umbrella We gettin' Ps, we got trees growin' in the cellar They say I'm quite aggy for a little fella I got the snow white, im picking Cinderella I got the fire like match box Im in some hot wheels like matchbox And I got the carna in the stash spot Cus I got another darna by the crack spot I got the shine like Mr Sheen Them man are moving funny like Mr Bean I got the peng white and that killer b Posted on the block with heavy artillery That girl was just a silly fiend And that kids not my son like Billie Jean Gade paise, I'm tryna get that money clean It started with a dream, it started with a fiend