Pro Freak (with Doechii, Fatman Scoop)

Bitch, I look good
 Oh my gosh, I look good
 Bitch, I touch the ground
 Ooh, I touch the ground, touch the ground
 Bitch, I look good
 Oh my gosh, I look good
 Bitch, I touch the ground
 Ooh, I touch the ground, touch the ground
 Ooh, don't let it down, you better keep it up
 Aw, aw, come on, aw, come on, aw
 We like them girls with the good grease, girls with the gold teeth
 Pro freak, but she get ghetto after Friday
 Girls with the good grease, girls with the gold teeth
 Pro freak, but she get ghetto after Friday (and'nem, and'nem, and'nem)
 We like them girls with thе
 Girls with the
 Them girls with the (girls, lovin' all thеm girls)
 Girls with the
 Girls with the
 Them girls with the
 Girls with the
 Let's get it, let's get it, let's get it, she bald
 Let's get it, the pussy hit different
 Set it to "regular-degular"
 Never impressin' her, wanna restrict her
 I mess with her head when I'm textin' her
 Know she ain't mine, I'm like, "Who pussy is it?"
 She know enough people in places
 I'm seein' her, makin' her second decisions
 Mm, mm, mm, bad bitch braid my scalp
 My old bitch wanna come back, said, "nah"
 But I'm glad that she reached out ("shit, thanks for callin'")
 Ooh, cool, mm, whip it like Tyrese (skrrt)
 I been doin' magic, hit a tall girl on my tippy-toes
 Still no crease (baby, baby), on my shoes, call it my heritage
 'Cause I rock Forces, stood on force
 Shit, the hernia ain't for me (ooh, ah, ooh, ah, come on)
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 Now every time she put that ass up in the air I put one in the air
 That's because I'm stressin' 'bout some bullshit, this week, don't care
 (Ooh, ah, ooh, ah, come on)
 Now every time she put that ass up in the air I put one in the air
 That's because I'm stressin' 'bout some bullshit, this week, I don't care
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 Girls with the good grease, girls with the gold teeth
 Pro freak, but she get ghetto after Friday
 Girls with the good grease, girls with the gold teeth
 Pro freak, but she get ghetto after Friday
 We like them
 Diamonds is yellow, the chain on Modelo
 My foot on the pedal, the hood in the meadow
 I'm good in the ghetto, the booty on Jell-O
 The cootie on pharaoh, the spirit on terror
 The studio narrow, the cap us and bury
 The cap is incredible, waist is so Mrs. Incredible
 Face the credible black bitch
 Set bitch, bad bitch, federal, bombastic bitch
 I got several high fashion shit on my pedestal
 She's a pro freak, Angelina like Jolie
 Santeria, white beau sheep, purified and her soul clean
 I need her, no quittin', no Quentin Tarantino
 No fishin', that click, Aquafina
 Pulp fiction, nose ring, nose bleeder
 Dark tint, 'fore seen her, ain't seen her
 Now you see it, now you don't
 Shawty, let me get it, up-and-up, but don't, don't
 Lady in the street, lady in the song
 Wetter than the beach, tighter than the Bronx
 I see her, I see like Sia, bad bitches in Osteria
 We like Via, I see ya, I see ya, I need her, I need her, I do
 We like the pro freak, but she get ghetto after Friday
 Girls with the good grease, girls with the gold teeth
 Pro freak, but she get ghetto after Friday
 We like them-
 Let's get it, let's get it, let's get it
 Let's get it, let's get it, let's get it (pro freak)
 Let's get it, let's get it, let's get it
 Let's get it, let's get it, let's get it (we like them-)
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 Oh, shit, haha, woah
 Still bouncin' all my demons (different)
 Bounced it go 'head so we can dabble this (different, different)
 Locked in, I walked in with the keys on me (different, different)
 I been actin' (different)
 I done turned my mouth into a tabernacle (different)
 Made her wanna lick all on my Adam Apple (different)
 Fly to Jamaica, now she goin' natural (different, ooh, ah)
 Baby, that's (different)
 Radio won't play me 'cause I radiate (different)
 See moon, nigga, but I feel a lil' (different)
 See moon, nigga, but I f- (different)
 Huh, I'm up all night on the psychies
 I do it by myself in my Nikes
 'Member when this shit was all exciting
 Now my heroes do this shit just like me
 Spider-Man mean, Peter Park the coupe (skrrt)
 Everything green like Dr. Seuss, sir
 You ain't part of shit, you a particle, sir
 The bass hit hard like a tooth loose
 Baby too wet, need rice for the couscous
 I ain't took a flight all year, still trippy
 Big satellite on the roof, wave Cripsy
 Nigga, all the figures see fish, they with me
 Tell me how you got all them opinions about me
 Nigga oughta thank Smi' for lettin' this bitch breathe
 Semi-automatic how she bustin' when a nigga callin'
 Call of duty, shawty keep it in the tale 'fore 'bout her
 Different