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Fredo

Wandsworth To Bullingdon

 

Wandsworth To Bullingdon

(album: Independence Day - 2021)


Nah, don't talk about prison, my niggas are full of them
I'll get you done up from Wandsworth to Bullingdon
I got some niggas on basic for bullying
He didn't see who stabbed him up, I hoodied him
No, I don't half-step, that's 'cause I'm fully in
Jail after jail had me feeling I couldn't win
Now I might roll up on you in a Cullinan
Don't like the opps when my lungs—

No roller, we're taking the ped
Roll out, now a paigon all dead
They ain't come back, they're raving instead
The opps must be in heaven shaking their head
And I come from a place it ain't safe to be fed
Where they try sell it, then take it instead
You're cuffing them hoes, you're making arrests
She giving me blows, she taking a risk

You know me, I just keep it humble
This summer's cost me rondos
Real trap boy, I was on phone to Nosmonso
Yo, I was distributing balls like Alonso (Turn up)
I can't believe I'm talking millions in these convos
Three car convoys fly like a Concorde (Suh-suh-suh-suh)
I can't see through these shades, they Tom Ford (Suh-suh-suh)
I used to feed the seagulls in Portland
Had a grey don shell V's like Jonjo

Nah, don't talk about prison, my niggas are full of them
I'll get you done up from Wandsworth to Bullingdon
I got some niggas on basic for bullying
He didn't see who stabbed him up, I hoodied him
No, I don't half-step, that's 'cause I'm fully in
Jail after jail had me feeling I couldn't win
Now I might roll up on you in a Cullinan
Don't like the opps when my lungs are still full of them
Nah, don't talk about prison, my niggas are full of them
I'll get you done up from Wandsworth to Bullingdon
I got some niggas on basic for bullying
He didn't see who stabbed him up, I hoodied him
No, I don't half-step, that's 'cause I'm fully in
Jail after jail had me feeling I couldn't win
Now I might roll up on you in a Cullinan
Don't like the opps when my lungs are still full of them

Gave him a one, but he wanted a quarter
New watch clear like a bottle of water
I got a spa in the building, so when the gang drilling, they pop in my sauna
Four and a baby's a popular order
Paid for the four, I might drop you the daughter
Slice up the opps, I get lots of them tortured
Then flew past some opps, I got lots of them awkward

Thameside visit or I bring the dully in
To sawn-off shotguns filled up with Duracell's
We catch the opps and then that's a news bulletin
Ever turned your white Air Force into Louboutins?
My batch old school, them niggas new to this (Suh-suh)
She told me she love how my Cuban sit
The games get faster and furious (One)
This shit got me feeling like Ludacris (Turn, turn, turn)

Nah, don't talk about prison, my niggas are full of them
I'll get you done up from Wandsworth to Bullingdon
I got some niggas on basic for bullying
He didn't see who stabbed him up, I hoodied him
No, I don't half-step, that's 'cause I'm fully in
Jail after jail had me feeling I couldn't win
Now I might roll up on you in a Cullinan
Don't like the opps when my lungs are still full of them
Nah, don't talk about prison, my niggas are full of them
I'll get you done up from Wandsworth to Bullingdon
I got some niggas on basic for bullying
He didn't see who stabbed him up, I hoodied him
No, I don't half-step, that's 'cause I'm fully in
Jail after jail had me feeling I couldn't win
Now I might roll up on you in a Cullinan
Don't like the opps when my lungs are still full of them

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