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NUMBERS (feat. Niccolo Rarri) Video (MV)




Performed By: LordBlessTheFre$h
Language: English
Length: 2:42
Written by: N Jones, T Clinton




LordBlessTheFre$h - NUMBERS (feat. Niccolo Rarri) Lyrics
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I swear I am the 1, knew that since I was 2
Got 3 up in my blunt, what up Fo yeah what it do
Know niggas bangin' 5, know niggas bangin' 6
Know niggas sellin' 7s, know niggas sellin' bricks
I swear I am the 1, knew that since I was 2
Got 3 up in my blunt, what up Fo yeah what it do
Know niggas bangin' 5, know niggas bangin' 6
Know niggas sellin' 7s, know niggas sellin' bricks
Swear when I was 8, I knew I'd never be no bitch
Went and copped a 9, but know these hands is still legit
Shorty is a dime, I swear she got me pussy whipped
Shit, I f*ck 11 times a week that shit is still a hit
Yeah f*ck 12, say it all the time
Niggas actin' like Steve Nash, all up in his prime
I hate a bad bitch, that act like a weirdo
I ain't gon' save her, I ain't Tyler Herro
Shit smoke a half with my Cousins
Blunt after blunt got me Melo
Shorty hear this 16, shake it like it's Jell-O
Yeah, I'm tryna Tuck her in her PJs
Got a Shake Milton blunt rolled vibing on the freeway
Got a Glock-PJ and it's Tucked no I don't give a f*ck
Got some Shake Milton in my blunt, I swear it got me stuck
Turned 19 all I knew was flexin' then to stunt
Turned 20 then I kept it cool till I was 21
I'm not pushin' peace like FYB, f*ck Adam 22
NO LOGO head to toe, I copped a polo and a fitted too
Don't care if you's with 23 niggas yeah they can get it too
Like 24 I'll die with this chopper, I ain't got shit to lose
When I turned 25, I bought my first Benz
When I turned 26, ran up a half a M
Roll up 2 7s, smokin' strong straight out the gym
Give me 2 8balls and I'ma stretch it with that fent
2 9s on my hip case they start trippin' in this bitch
Switch on Stephen Curry, it's a 30 in my clip
It's a drac under my seat, I'm ridin' dirty in this whip
I pour a pint inside a Fanta, it get dirty when I sip
It's money on my head, I pray to God that I see 31
I got a 30 bro got a 30 too, that's 60 and a drum
These niggas claimin' they catchin' all these bodies, but never shot a gun
My niggas caught so many damn bodies, we like to count for fun like
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight
Two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight
Three, four, five, six, seven, eight
Four, five, six, seven, eight
Five, six, seven, eight
Six, seven, eight
Seven, eight
Aye
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I swear I am the 1, knew that since I was 2
Got 3 up in my blunt, what up Fo yeah what it do
Know niggas bangin' 5, know niggas bangin' 6
Know niggas sellin' 7s, know niggas sellin' bricks
I swear I am the 1, knew that since I was 2
Got 3 up in my blunt, what up Fo yeah what it do
Know niggas bangin' 5, know niggas bangin' 6
Know niggas sellin' 7s, know niggas sellin' bricks
Swear when I was 8, I knew I'd never be no bitch
Went and copped a 9, but know these hands is still legit
Shorty is a dime, I swear she got me pussy whipped
Shit, I f*ck 11 times a week that shit is still a hit
Yeah f*ck 12, say it all the time
Niggas actin' like Steve Nash, all up in his prime
I hate a bad bitch, that act like a weirdo
I ain't gon' save her, I ain't Tyler Herro
Shit smoke a half with my Cousins
Blunt after blunt got me Melo
Shorty hear this 16, shake it like it's Jell-O
Yeah, I'm tryna Tuck her in her PJs
Got a Shake Milton blunt rolled vibing on the freeway
Got a Glock-PJ and it's Tucked no I don't give a f*ck
Got some Shake Milton in my blunt, I swear it got me stuck
Turned 19 all I knew was flexin' then to stunt
Turned 20 then I kept it cool till I was 21
I'm not pushin' peace like FYB, f*ck Adam 22
NO LOGO head to toe, I copped a polo and a fitted too
Don't care if you's with 23 niggas yeah they can get it too
Like 24 I'll die with this chopper, I ain't got shit to lose
When I turned 25, I bought my first Benz
When I turned 26, ran up a half a M
Roll up 2 7s, smokin' strong straight out the gym
Give me 2 8balls and I'ma stretch it with that fent
2 9s on my hip case they start trippin' in this bitch
Switch on Stephen Curry, it's a 30 in my clip
It's a drac under my seat, I'm ridin' dirty in this whip
I pour a pint inside a Fanta, it get dirty when I sip
It's money on my head, I pray to God that I see 31
I got a 30 bro got a 30 too, that's 60 and a drum
These niggas claimin' they catchin' all these bodies, but never shot a gun
My niggas caught so many damn bodies, we like to count for fun like
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight
Two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight
Three, four, five, six, seven, eight
Four, five, six, seven, eight
Five, six, seven, eight
Six, seven, eight
Seven, eight
Aye
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Writer: N Jones, T Clinton
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