笨小笨Nightmare on Peachtree Street (feat. Freddie Dredd)歌词由BABY GRAVY&Yung Gravy&bbno$&Freddie Dredd演唱，出自专辑《Baby Gravy 3》，下面是《Nightmare on Peachtree Street (feat. Freddie Dredd)》完整版歌词！
Nightmare on Peachtree Street (feat. Freddie Dredd)歌词完整版
Nightmare on Peachtree Street (feat. Freddie Dredd) - Yung Gravy/bbno$/Freddie Dredd/BABY GRAVY
Lyrics by：Matthew Hauri/Alex Gumuchian/Ryan Chassels
Composed by：Jason Rich/David Wilson
Bro I gotta get sponsored by elderberry bro
Literal plant you know what I'm saying
I gotta call that **** guy of her self defense
Baby got some money
Freddie shows gravy
Where they at baby
Sold out baby yeah
Tour the world yeah get the bag yeah
Get the money yeah pipe your mom yeah
She's so lovely yeah
Never wife a thot I love the money woo
Out in san diego with some boys
Three days no sleep can't keep poised uhh hold up
Real short real stout no tea cup woo
I ain't even gon' **** no prenup nah
Seed planter Mr peanut
Got grass ch ch chia
**** contacts I don't wanna see ya' no
Splash onomatopoeia splash
I'm colder I can guarantee ya'
My whole damn closet zebra
My ***** delicious your ***** fictitious
Gravy so clean you should see my dishes
Peep how I live think I got three wishes
Endless ice bread ******* ooh
I I ain't never lackin' I be gettin'
To the action I'm finessin' with a passion
President of smashin' five time champion
Gravy came through and put fashion out of fashion
Da da da da da da help
We pull up they say ooh la la
Open
Da da da da da da
Run
Stepin' on the ***** I ain't wifin' no **** h*e
What the freddie needs is a goddamn gat h*e
Lurkin' in the dark I ain't need no sight
That fool on a goddamn bike
Boom from the glock and I take his ****
What the fred get lil' money and a bic
Spark my dark then I head into the park
Goddamn boy ain't got no heart
Miss my home is it ever so deep
Walking in the heat while I bump j's beats
I'ma hang you from a noose from gravy height
Got no feel ***** better come and fight
Too d**e got rope in my backpack
Lil' ***** wanna suck on my nutsack
Got steeze oh please give me all that
Owe me money I'ma need some ******* cashback
***** wanna suck on my goddamn peter
Understand h*e I'm a goddamn leader
Slob on my knob I'm gonna complete it
Turn around baby girl I wanna squeeze it
I'm cold in the club got your ***** shiverin'
Stole your h*e like goddamn a bling ring
Backpack full of that loot
I'm so petty I'ma thief your boots boots
Freddie shows gravy
Where they at baby
Sold out baby yeah
Tour the world yeah get the bag yeah
Get the money yeah pipe your mom yeah
She's so lovely yeah
Never wife a thot I love the money woo
Out in san diego with some boys
Three days no sleep can't keep poise uh uh
Uh hold up
P***y boys buggin' I'm pesticide pesticide
Four billie streams like I'm bonafide bonafide
Mk 2 it's a joyride
She jeckle me off like I'm Mr hyde uh
Boys in the stu' off the dmt yeah we quite
High got my d**k and my balls
In er while I'm at five guys
Mayo with the fries eyes on the prize
It's bag bag bag bagging no me
What you say say say
Only ever tryna get paid paid paid
Pop it bop it lock it fade
I don't know how I got laid laid laid
Got a lil' pump she got a d and a rose
Ten like ben 10 wrist on frozen
Merch seller full name jason clothes
Never sold out but I sold out shows uh
Bagging on me
Skr woah woah woah
This right here is a one
Hundred percent certified slapper
Slapper slapper
