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jbw lo - flyer den gucci lyrics

[intro]
glizzy what you cooking up
-phone rings-
f-ck

[chorus]
i-i’m flyer den gucci
(gucci)
my b-tch she model for loui
(huh)
you n-gg-s be b-tches y’all booted
(geeked
i’m calling y’all lucy
my-my b-tch pretending to be your groupie
(hahaha)
she get paid off her beauty
i put her in tha position to make some mula
(mulaaaaaaa)
i’m hoping you got it
probably not
(not)
you-you thinking of -ss and t-tties
(huh,b-tch)
i-i’m thinking of 100’s and 50’s
(on god)
i’m plottin i really ain’t thinkin
glock with the extension
stick with the attachments
(bow bow)
you inlove with that gadget
you got it for fashion
i got it for rations
(shhhhh)
i need what you got
(jack)
scoot up with choppas you know what we about
(scoot up)
you thinking about talking it out
i’m hoping we shoot it out
(fyee fyee fyee)
i’m sliding with these yoppas
i’m risking my freedom
lil n-gg- you gotta die
(that’s on everything)

[verse1]
i-i took what you got
i got what you had
if it’s a problem solve it
(solve it)
if it’s some smoke you calling it
(huh)
if it’s some bread i want all of it
(all of it)
he talking about sliding
really he crying
really he gotta die
(b-tch)
a b-tch is a b-tch a n-gg- can’t be a b-tch because i pimp on those
i rather pimp he high cl-ss b-tches
(yeah, on god)
you-you can have the low cl-ss b-tches
if you want a high cl-ss b-tch be ready to pay
i got em and a brand new k
(huh)
and i’m sliding today
(on god)
you can die today
or-or your brother can die today
we sliding with russians today
(on god)
we scoot up
we pop out
we knock off his noggin options
(fye fye fye)
(gone)
we scoot up
we pop out
lil n-gg- was cautious flawless
(shhhhhhh)
(calling tha laws)
resolving your problems by talking
(huh)
i’m walking the walk
i’m walking my talk
i’m clutchin that chalk
i hate to talk
we scoot up with cuttas
we talk with brettas

[chorus]
i’m-im-im-im-im flyer den gucci
(b-tch)
my b-tch she a model for loui
(i promise)
you n-gg-s be b-tches y’all booted
i’m calling y’all lucy
my-my b-tch pretending to be your groupie
she get paid off her beauty
(huhhaaa)
i put her in a position to make some mula
(sshhhhh)
i’m hoping you got it
probably not
(huh)
you-you thinking of -ss and t-tties
(goofy -ss)
i’m thinking of 100s and 50’s
(on god)
i’m plotting i really ain’t thinkin
glock with extension
stick with the attachments
(stick with tha attachments)
you inlove with that gadget
you got it for fashion
i got it for rations
i need what you got
(jack)
scoot up with choppas
you know what we bout
(you know what we bout)
you thinkin bout talkin it out
(talkin it out)
i’m hopin we shoot it out
in sliding with these yoppas
i’m risking my freedom
lil n-gg- you gotta die
(you gotta die)

[outro]
(and that’s on everything)
(tsaaaaa)
(yeah)

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