Lyrics
Fredo Bang – Ya Heard Me “Complex” Lyrics
Fredo Bang – Ya Heard Me “Complex” Lyrics
Ya Heard Me “Complex” Lyrics By Fredo Bang
[Intro]
(Uno got the streets goin’ crazy)
Ya heard me? (Yeah)
(Evan, turn me up)
Ya heard me?
Ya heard me?
(Ayo, Flex, you wlidin’)
Ya heard me?
Ya heard me?
Ya heard me?
Yeah (It’s a GD Beat)
[Verse 1]
I might pull up bare face like, nigga, fuck a mask
You know I get it back in blood with my lil’ shiesty ass
Okay, he talkin’ on the ‘net, I’m right back on his ass (Yeah)
Every time we get a drop, you know we do the dash
Skrrt, skrrt (Okay), hold on, where the fuck the opps at?
Adderall, okay, I just got my pop back (Yeah)
Rich nigga, he still comin’ through the projects
Last nigga playеd games, he got his issue, hе ain’t bounce back (Brrt)
I might let ’em talk, but they can’t fuck with us (They can’t fuck with us)
Bob the Builder just walked in, I got this hammer tucked
I put my hood up in your face, you know I throw it up
I come three deep up in the city, who gon’ play with ’em?
[Chorus]
You know I’m ’bout mine (Grr, grr), raw shit
Yeah, bitch, don’t look at me wrong, I got a complex
Paranoid, I ain’t the type you want some smoke with
I be standin’ outside like a protest
You know I’m ’bout mine (Alright), raw shit
Yeah, bitch, don’t look at me wrong, I got a complex
Paranoid, I ain’t the type you want some smoke with
I be standin’ outside like a protest
[Verse 2]
Yeah, I’m from that South, we get it in, bitch, ya heard me?
Yeah, we spin a bin and take his friend, bitch, ya heard me?
Yeah, I got my pistol right on stage, ain’t got no worries
187 how we comin’ in that dirty
Yeah, I tell a bitch, “Don’t try to kiss me, I like ho sex”
She down to ride, she clutch my Glock, and plus her throat wet
Yeah, I ain’t never been the type you want some smoke with
Chopper work a nigga ass just like a Bowflex
[Chorus]
You know I’m ’bout mine (Alright), raw shit
Yeah, bitch, don’t look at me wrong, I got a complex
Paranoid, I ain’t the type you want some smoke with
I be standin’ outside like a protest
You know I’m ’bout mine (Yeah), raw shit
Yeah, bitch, don’t look at me wrong, I got a complex
Paranoid, I ain’t the type you want some smoke with
I be standin’ outside like a protest
[Outro]
Yeah
Skrrt
Fredo Bang, he TBG
Ayy
