flykidjohn – caca lyrics
(intro: flykidjohn)
flexing, flexing 40 bands
flexing, flexing 40 bands
flexing 40 bands for the gram
finna flex all this xan(yuh)
b-tch!
(verse 1: flykidjohn)
b-tch im up next
you know ima flex
i ma get this bread
flexing til im dead
ima pull up in the foreign
all you b-tches boring(yuh)
look we moving bricks
til my car look sick(yuh)
b-tch we k!ll
we ain’t got no chill
its free tay-k
we keep an ak
we finna pop
you gon call the cop
we finna do the race
might shoot you in the face
shout-out to all my bros
never trust these hoes
(verse 2: flykidjohn)
im done with this b-tches
im done with this snitches(look)
ima pull up to the party
with a f-cking rari
aim with a red dot
only shoot a headshot(yuh)
shoot em like its fortnite
we f-cking all night
im fly like a kite
better get out my sight
im lonely call me texas
f-ck lil pump he racist(look)
b-tch im on yo block
with this mother f-cking glock
we might need to blast
leave you in the past
b-tch i ain’t no drake
so i ain’t no fake
b-tch you a joke
and you really broke
they some haters
b-tch im their creator
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