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flxsh akuma & trapquan$ - super saiyan lyrics

[intro: flxsh ak-ma]
run it up (run it)
run it up (run it up)
run it up (yuh)
yuh, jj and trap
yuh, yuh (gang)
yuh, yuh, gang
ooh, i hate kevin

[hook 1: flxsh ak-ma]
tell me what you think, ooh, i think she like me
countin’ up the bank, i’mma need some ice cream
she just wanna bae, who she think i’m tyrese?
might f-ck a b-tch today, but i’ll forget my side piece
i was fresh to death, think i need a iv
and they stay pickin’ me, got me here like, “why me?”
got a .40 with the beam, but you ain’t hittin’ my team
say she love a n-gga now, i tell her, “don’t you lie to me”

[verse 1: flxsh ak-ma & trapquan$]
tell her, “don’t you lie to me” (nah)
no, don’t you f-ckin’ lie to me
stomp a p-ssy n-gga out, now, you don’t f-ckin’ die on me
i don’t ever talk too loud, i know they wanna spy on me
i can’t trust old hoes, they change disguise on me
run it up, run it up
had to get me more bucks, aye
i had the sauce, no duck, aye
i was like jordan, no jump, aye
i was like jordan, no dunk, aye
stupid lil’ b-tch wanna f-ck, aye (aye)
mama ain’t raise no ho (word), wait
mama ain’t raise no punk (no punk), aye

[verse 2: trapquan$]
aye, mama ain’t raise no punk (nah)
i’ll pull up with a shotty with a pump (bang!)
n-gga, i will leave you slump (bow-bow!)
i was really in the trap, caught on with n-ggas on the run
it’s hartford, we don’t do fair ones (nah)
if you really got beef, then, you pick a f-ckin’ gun
bro said he got a hundred mile drum (aye)
in the future, n-gga, you better trust me one
i’mma invest a gun my size (bow-bow!)
‘cause a p-ssy wanna try me, i’mma up that one
but, i ain’t really with all with the k!llin’ (nah)
i’mma smooth–ss n-gga, i be chillin’ (yuh)
motherf-ckers tryna paint me like a villain (yuh)
i be higher than a motherf-ckin’ ceilin’ (yuh)
really, really wanna get away from my feelings
weirdo on the block, seen the way he be grillin’
you will get your -ss beat like yamcha or krillin
my weed be green like a motherf-ckin’ chameleon
need a foreign b-tch, maybe brazilian
tryna get the money, man, i need to get to millions
i need a b-tch cl-ssy, also nasty
when i f-ck her, i get flashy (d-mn)
bend her over like elastic, p-ssy fantastic
almost stunted, don’t know what happened (godd-mn)

[hook 2: trapquan$]
tell me what you think (think), ooh, i think she like me
countin’ up the bank (bank), sh-t, i might need some ice cream
she just want it bad, ooh, she just think i’m tyrese?
might f-ck a b-tch today, but just forget my side piece

[outro: trapquan$]
gang, gang (gang, gang)
gang, gang (gang)
gang (bow-bow!)
gang, gang
jj and trap…

- flxsh akuma trapquan lyrics

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