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flex juggz - ot7 flow lyrics

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[intro]
([?])
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[verse]
you get caught slippin’ at the lights so we don’t stop for those (go!)
late night, me and [?] duckin’ potholes (me and [?])
last n+gga talked on bro, i swear he caught a bullet hole
i’m from the trenches [?] back (back)
[?] caught a head tap (haha)
[?] head wacked (get your head wacked)
[?] face, yeah, i said that (yeah, i said it)
[?] eat wit’ me (ooh)
[?] i’m tryna crash an amg (amg, yay)
[?] got low at ttp (ttp)
[?] ho, i told her, “brb” (be right back)
i tried to hit a turn and i ain’t even ‘mack the gle (d+mn)
told [?], “speed it up, i think they catchin’ up” (go, go!)
brodie hit a white line tryna skip like double dutch (double dutch)
just ask the bros what i be pourin’ in my doublе cup (muddy)
[?] knuckle up (go, go!)
[?] so i ain’t feel nothin’ (i ain’t feel nothin’)
[?] me feel some’ (it madе me feel it)
[?] i bet they will run (i bet they run)
[?] toys, this is real guns (huh?)
[?] i could lend a b+tch (i can’t give it)
go back [?] a b+tch (reinvent ’em)
[?] rather d+i+e, i can’t defend a snitch (no)
[?] gon’ be rich
i love amiri but i could never fit no bands in it (so tight)
[?] stand on it (you a rat)
[?] n+gga, he was panickin’ (he was panickin’)
[?] pick up your man again (pick him up)
kk with us on a highspeed, she tryna roll a [?] (kk with us)
the club said, “no guns”, but me and bro got ’em in (me and bro)
got chased three times in a week, i’m tryna change the vin (switch ’em out)
we go fishin’ for the opps [?] reel ’em in (come here!)
it’s one opp we ever catch, we really walkin’ over him (walkin’ over him)
[?] buck ten on the turn, i almost flipped the v
[?] ran out of tris, i said, “you gotta hit the weed” ([?])
i tried to tell him, “put down lean”, he just poured up a three, maybe a four
[?] whoever come through that back door (paow, paow)
you ain’t gon’ crash out, what you showin’ off that strap for? (why you show it?)
you ain’t pbsg, why you tryna give me a dab for? (n+gga, f+ck it)
i told the plug, “i need my weed and lean in that order” (in that order)
they all missin’ they bros, i’m tryna make ’em meet (i swear)
i done cleared over thirty in these amiri jeans ([?])
my vibe keep textin’ my phone like, “when you seein’ me?” (me)
i told her, “when i get this money, all i see is green” (green)
once i get in that mode, so i won’t spend a dime ([?])
we in a race to the mill’, you can’t be wastin’ time (wastin’)
but if it’s hoes and they got chevys, callin’ john 9 (john 9)
first night, they on the ride, they like the way we drive



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