Track 3
E. Pahud Lyrics


Ah ah ah!
Stupid!
Pull up, I put you in casket
I did the digital dash
Fuck it up then I go back
I did that shit in the past
Damn right I got all the glass
Break in the ceiling, I got on a mask
She wanna fuck me I swear I be askin'
She wanna give me the toe, I'll be glad
Damn right you know how it feel
I did that shit for the real
I pop this shit I'm a pill
Damn right I know I be trill
Damn right I know I be ill
Fuck it I gotta be sick
She wanna suck on it
I got this shit, imma floor it
I need that shit on that beat
She wanna suck on me, easy
I got that shit by the week
And poppin' that shit I be geekin'
She wanna give me the tweak
I got her twerkin'
She wanna fuck and then leave and
I got her geekin', she wanna give me the urgent
She wanna give me the urgent
Poppin' that pill I'm berserk
Whoa whoa
Whoa whoa
I just got me a diploma
Fuck on that girl, til she on it
I gotta go in the morning damn
I just be on it damn, I just be pourin' it
Learn it, get it, got it, good
Want it, so you, probably should
Choppa, no this not no wood
Movin' slow, it might be wood
Count it up, count it up
Count it up, fuck it up
Count it up, count it up
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Poppin beans, ride in limousines yea
I’m a king, where the fuck my queens yea
What the fuck you mean uh
Leanin' off the lean
Countin' all the green
Smoking all the green
Bitch I am up yuh
Bitch I am up yuh
Bred don’t stop uh
Bitch we a mob yuh
Up all night fucking your bitch
Got me a strike, making this hit
End with a fight, switching it
Bitch I am up
I'm eatin' lasagna, I'm feelin' real greedy
I fuck on your hoe, then tell her to feed me
It's Freeway the funk, don't do no repeating
I'm stealing the stuff, accuse me of thieving
Just got the pack, it came with some commas
No weapon shall prosper, while wearing the armor
Dick kinda crazy, can't have baby mommas
No feelings for her, can't deal with the drama
Just ordered Dolce, they sent me a rebate
Talkin' that shit, don't care bout what he say
Beretta with beams, no aiming we free spray
All in your head, quit fucking with Freeway
Ain't fucking with Freeway


Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid



Written by: B R E D, Augustine Ubah, Huthaifa Aladwan, Izzy Rocker, Man M, Marcus McCallum

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@jjm3364

Pahud is undoubtably one of the best flutist alive

@giulianassviuc1112

The Best of all.

@urosgrgic8265

@Guillaume Huet it WAS but was is the key word.right now pahud is better imo

@urosgrgic8265

i mean of course. Galway is 82 and Pahud is 51 so we cant even compare them

@armandssurins3364

clarinet - Wenzel Fuchs,
harp - ... ,
conductor - Gustavo Dudamel

@appidydafoo

*flautist

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@danmcglaun1

Hearing something played by Berlin is like seeing a painting that uses every color in the world, and you've only ever seen paintings that used black and white.  It is eye-opening and life-changing.  One can only imagine the joy that a conductor has, in being able to paint with a palette like this.

@ChevronQ

Well said, sir!

@alnarndq5825

Couldn't have said it better

@alhdgysz

Paid is the greatest flutist today

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