Wandsworth To Bullingdon Lyrics Song by Fredo Ft. Headie One
[Intro: Fredo]
Nah, don't talk about prison, my niggas are full of them
I'll get you done up from Wandsworth to Bullingdon
I got some niggas on basic for bullying
He didn't see who stabbed him up, I hoodied him
No I don't half-step, thats 'cause I'm fully in
Jail after jail had me feeling that I couldn't win
Now I might roll up on you in a Cullinan
Don't like the opps-
[Verse 1: Fredo]
No roller, we're taking the ped
Roll out, now a paigon all dead
They ain't come back, they're raving instead
The opps must be in heaven shaking their head
And I come from a place, it ain't safe to be fed
Where they try sell it, then take it instead
You're cuffing them hoes, you're making her fresh
She's giving me blows, she's taking a rest
[Verse 2: Headie One]
And know me, I just keep it humble
This summer cost me rundles, real trap boy
And I from those [?], yo, I was [?] balls like a lonzo (Tun' up)
I can't believe It took a millions in this convo
Free [?] but It's fly like a concord
I can't see through these shades, they Tom Ford
I used to think the sea goes and port line
Had a grey [?] like JoJo
[Chorus: Fredo]
Nah, don't talk about prison, my niggas are full of them
I'll get you done up from Wandsworth to Bullingdon
I got some niggas on basic for bullying
He didn't see who stabbed him up, I hoodied him
No, I don't half-step, thats 'cause I'm fully in
Jail after jail had me feeling that I couldn't win
Now I might roll up on you in a Cullinan
Don't like the opps, with my lungs are still full of them
Nah, don't talk about prison, my niggas are full of them
I'll get you done up from Wandsworth to Bullingdon
I got some niggas on basic for bullying
He didn't see who stabbed him up, I hoodied him
No, I don't half-step, thats 'cause I'm fully in
Jail after jail had me feeling that I couldn't win
Now I might roll up on you in a Cullinan
Don't like the opps, with my lungs are still full of them
[Verse 3: Fredo]
Gave him a one, but he wanted a quarter
New watch clear like a bottle of water
I got a spar in the building
So when the gang drillin' they poppin' my sauna
Four in the babies, a popular order
Paid for the four, I might drop you the daughter
Slice up the opps, I get lots of them tortured
Then flew past some opps, I got lots of them awkward
[Verse 4: Headie One]
Ten side vision real [?], to [?] enough shotguns
Filled up with Duracell's, we catched a opp
And then that's a news bulletin, ever turn your white air force into a Louboutin's?
My batch old school, them niggas new to this
She told me she love how my Cuban sit
The games get faster and furious
This shit got me feeling like Ludacris
[Chorus: Fredo]
Nah, don't talk about prison, my niggas are full of them
I'll get you done up from Wandsworth to Bullingdon
I got some niggas on basic for bullying
He didn't see who stabbed him up, I hoodied him
No, I don't half-step, thats 'cause I'm fully in
Jail after jail had me feeling that I couldn't win
Now I might roll up on you in a Cullinan
Don't like the opps, with my lungs are still full of them
Nah, don't talk about prison, my niggas are full of them
I'll get you done up from Wandsworth to Bullingdon
I got some niggas on basic for bullying
He didn't see who stabbed him up, I hoodied him
No, I don't half-step, thats 'cause I'm fully in
Jail after jail had me feeling that I couldn't win
Now I might roll up on you in a Cullinan
Don't like the opps, with my lungs are still full of them
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