Spaghetti

[Intro]

I'm the queen of Harrow Road, if you don't like it, suck me

And everybody's lucky 'cause Fredo put Harrow Road on the map

Put it on the map, ain't nobody else, at least since I've been born

Has ever got old Harrow Road on the map like that, you can watch

No star's ever been from Harrow Road

[Chorus]

No, you never feed badders spaghetti (Never)

My neck, my wrist, baguetties (Baguetties)

The bando's kickin', Jet Li (Jet Li)

The chain full of colours, confetti (Confetti)

I'm beatin' the odds, you should bet me (Bet mе)

She won't let you fuck, but she'll lеt me (Me)

Ask 'round town, I'm Freddy (Freddy)

Cookin' a brick for brekky (Breakfast)

[Verse 1]

It's Freddy (Freddy), yeah, it's Freddy (Freddy)

A lot of them, man, they ain't ready (They ain't ready)

All that gold on my neck gettin' heavy (It's heavy)

Pull up on her, I bet that she ready (Ready, ready)

She ready, course (Course)

Runnin' it like it's a sport (Sport)

Smokin' your bro, he's a corpse (Dead)

You know we're winnin' for sure (We're winnin')

Now show me somebody triller (Triller)

Yeah, she wanna fuck with a winner (Winner)

Her bum fat, her waist slimmer

After the show, yeah, I have to get in her (Have to)

Tell me why all of them in here (Why?)

Why all of them speakin' my business? (Huh?)

Damn, she got a built nigga

But she gonna leave him for litness (Litness)

She fallin' in love with a sinner (Sinner)

Doggystyle, 'bout to spin her (Spin her)

Tell a broke bitch I won't heal her (Heal her)

Yeah, I'm cut clean like a scissor (Scissor)

The heroin's ugly, minger (Minger)

Roc Nation, I'm like Jigga (Jigga)

I'ma whip up, take it out the pot

Let the air touch her top like a slipper

[Refrain]

Yeah, yeah, walk in the show with killers

Yeah, don't be mad if your girl know my lyrics

Yeah, VVS diamonds, these stones are vivid (VVS)

Yeah, girl, you're drunk in love, you don't know your limit (Yeah)

[Verse 2]

Fidget, lockin' up coke, feelin' fidget (Fidget)

Life went smooth, it was rigid (Rigid)

VS-1 diamonds, they're vivid (They're vivid), they're vivid

We got a stick for a snitch, it's like Quidditch (Huh)

Eight ounce on the table, we call that the filet (The filet)

Can't eat if you gotta deal it (Shut up)

These brothers are liars, ain't actual (Actual)

My girl look better natural (Natural)

I made a million, factual (Factual)

Know certain men hate but it's natural (Natural)

Got the drop, shootin' that opp (Boom)

Race car got the boot in the front (Front)

You know that I do this for fun (For fun)

Yeah, I just made a two off of one (One)

Get a brick, let it flip on the flip phone

Little man's on the strip, mum wants her kid home

Yeah, I got all this drip, I don't slip though

Let us catch you slip, put you in a spliff, bro

You guys ain't done it before

Go 'round and leave someone's son on the floor

Junkies wrestle when we come in the door

'Cause Stro brought the smackdown, I'm comin' with raw

You're suspect, my bro like to gossip, enough said (Damn)

My AP is shattered, it must rest

I can whip it and give it for much less

My cellmate had beef 'bout a bunk bed (Bunk)

We ain't deadin' this beef, they got some dead (R.I.P.)

Smart uni' girl givin' dumb head (Ah)

Don't want the watch if it don't cost a hundred

[Refrain]

Yeah, yeah, walk in the show with killers

Yeah, don't be mad if your girl know my lyrics

Yeah, VVS diamonds, these stones are vivid (VVS)

Yeah, girl, you're drunk in love, you don't know your limit (Yeah)

[Chorus]

No, you never feed badders spaghetti

My neck, my wrist, baguetties

The bando's kickin', Jet Li

The chain full of colours, confetti

I'm beatin' the odds, you should bet me

She won't let you fuck, but she'll let me

Ask 'round town, I'm Freddy

Cookin' a brick for brekky