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fl3a - checkers lyrics

[chorus]
i caught a opp and he went
when i cruise through the city, no tint screen
and bro scored a bixteen
and n+gga this is tris, not green
and n+gga this is chess, not checkers

[verse 1]
if i catch a opp then he dead
hit that boy right in the back of his head
i do not f+ck with the feds
i get my juice from six to red
i get the loaf the bread (bread)
keep smoking the bowl i choke him dead
they think i’m the pope, the man
don’t f+ck with my bros, they sliding in vans
don’t f+ck with the pots and pans
i’m at the box [?], go get the cams for kam
you know that’s my son, he be fresher than them
punching this sh+t with the ben
and they going for broke, i be going for ten
i just got neck in the benz
dealer sh+t baby, don’t f+ck with the fins
you playing, i’m upping my tech in this b+tch
better watch where you step in this b+tch
i can’t settle for less in this b+tch
trap house smell like a mexican b+tch
i’m f+cking my ex in this b+tch
i be stretching the p+ssy, i be sweating and sh+t
i like to f+ck on her throat
keep yellin’, i’m grabbin’ her neck in this b+tch
[chorus]
i caught a opp and he went
when i cruise through the city, no tint screen
and bro scored a bixteen
and n+gga this is tris, not green
and n+gga this is chess, not checkers

[verse 2]
come to my+come to my side, lil’ b+tch
[?] i fire, lil’ b+tch
three up top, lil’ b+tch
b+tch grabbin’ all of my blit’
two turnt up, got bands
if he broke, that is not my mans
i pay the bouncer, get the pipes in
car too fast, nice [?]

[chorus]
i caught a opp and he went
when i cruise through the city, no tint screen
and bro scored a bixteen
and n+gga this is tris, not green
and n+gga this is chess, not checkers

- fl3a lyrics

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