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desiigner - funk flex freestyle #044 lyrics

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my n-gg-s be mobbin’ all day
50 shots in the k, i let it spray
get tackled by bullets, you get in my way
my life is a game so i’m ready to play
i’m smellin’ that k-mba, you sniffin’ that yay
f-ck what you say ’cause a n-gg- get shot
totin’ that glock and a n-gg- get popped
now a few opps, they be snitchin’ to cops
think i’m a baby boy, no i ain’t jody
pick up that .40, put holy your moly
the way i got two phones you think that i’m kobe
smokin’ on dope, you call zack and that cody
if you got problems i’ll call up my broski
f-ckin’ so good and her p-ssy get swole
bullets h-t you and it damage your soul
this is what happens you tell what you told
rippin’ that white like a slave on a soul
pen is makin’ that cash
smoke with no scope and you callin’ that blast
givin’ me brain and i’m thinkin’ too fast
hannibal lector, i put on that mask
whippin’ the jag, grippin’ the mag
and if you run, a whole clip in your -ss
your b-tch suckin’ d-ck while she doin’ the dishes
she got a small mouth, the way she be lippin’
the mack, got your boo, scottie breathin’, be pippen
the beeper chirp, that’s not an upper ignition
a n-gg- said you dodgin’ me, is you kiddin’?

12 tried to lock me up but a n-gg- beat the case
tried to put the drugs on me, guns on me, i speed away
i done jumped out, i8
two cars, made n-gg-, see the wraith?
tmz tell my mommy, daddy
tried to lock me up, put me in the cage
got that ruger on me, a .45 in the cooler on me
steroids and a few homies
everybody tried to back out
everybody had toolas on me
everybody see a young n-gg- gettin’ money
so n-gg-s pulled it on me
everybody tryna get a live brick
everybody f-ck with the phony
ayy i f-ck around, pop sh-t
don’t touch, i’ll pop sh-t
shout out to the g.o.o.d. music
kanye ’cause i got rich
two bimmers, got a couple b-tches and a couple….
lobby
see me pull up with a couple bad b-tches
everybody poppin’
couple of heaters on me
finna pull up with them speakers on me
you talkin’ up and get heated, homie
f-ck around, ’round, gon’ get it
from the trip, n-gg- know you with it
from the trip, n-gg- know i did it
with 40 dudes and a couple b-tches
in the uber truck, ain’t n-body snitchin’, ayy, ayy
12 tried to lock me up, but a n-gg- beat the case
tried to put the drugs on me, guns on me
everybody tried to beat the wraith
halloween, bugged out, thugged out
everybody tried to be a snake
cops told me that’s my gun, my gun
everybody in the wraith, that’s my whip
don’t touch, that’s my sh-t
don’t touch, that’s my sh-t
don’t touch, that’s my sh-t
don’t touch, that’s my sh-t
cop told me that’s my drug, that’s my gun, that’s my sh-t
don’t touch, that’s my sh-t
don’t touch, that’s my sh-t
don’t touch, that’s my sh-t
don’t touch, that’s my brick
don’t touch, that’s my b-tch
don’t touch, that’s… i’m wish



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