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big flock – lucifer lyrics

[verse 1: big flock]
i pull up in a white infenti
fn billets blow a n-gg- up instantly
21 doughnut like crispy cream
gotta plug he say he comin’ from cicely
endless guns and endless legs a centipede
catch my victim n-gg-s know thats a victory
i know my mama gettin sick of me
1,000 percs they get sent to me
my bro ain’t blood but they kin to me
i kno them same ain’t n-gg-s gone change
a lot n-gg-s say that changed up
but that’s cuz they ain’t see the change in me
i know n-gg-s ain’t who they claim to be
i know b-tches go around claiming me
i took wins and took losses no shame in me
but i never duck sh-t ain’t no fame in me
my opps shoot in the air they don’t aim at me
i’m a lion at heart ain’t no taming me
your b-tch take a pic then she framing me
took a charge cuz my n-gg-s framing me
i was lost but i finally came to me
n-gg-s be flock but they can’t be me
get in shootouts no lil sainting me
smoke your -ss but i swear danking me
i know n-gg-s be mad when then thinking me
cuz wondering how did i do this sh-t
i just stand on my toes like a man, ain’t have to huff n puff and go around proving sh-t
crucify a n-gg-s wit out the crucifix
in my dreams i’m always talking to lucifer
tell him i don’t want nothing to do wit ya
if i this gun h-ll i swear dat i’m shooting ya

[big flock talks]
[verse 2: big flock]
i just bought draco wit slight kickback
talk crazy n-gg-s imma fix dat
shootin shots all in your hood
abulance patch you up like you some sht patch
police on the way, they gotta dispatch
n-gg-s kno better come wit kno dis track
my n-gg-s take shot that imma dish that
clean up our sh-lls so now 12 gettin’ mistracked
glock 27 wit drum make sit back
glock 21 with a stick gotta impact
kick your door look for dough we gone ram sack
tape up everyone til we get that d-mn sack
my plug he stay up he like a1 lil tony
baby choppa wanna play like i’m tony
i can’t f-ck n-gg-s allen jabronis
i love braves i don’t call them my homies
always posted on the wall like a sony
rock givenchys i don’t wear no soconies
gotta stick in my jeans all of them bony
when it’s time murda i’m on my lonely
married to the streets like its matrimony
p-ssy -ss n-gg-s i cannot condone it
imma gladiator like imma roman
send you to your grave and send my condolence

- big flock lyrics

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