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joey trap - flash lyrics

[verse]
ahh, b+tch i’m feeling like the h to the izzay, bad to the bizzone
ask any questions, you get mags out the chrizome
ass out ya shorty, wanna dance with the stick on
i smash then i’m done, i call an uber, send that b+tch home
hot n+gga, i thought i was born in like ’88
i’m on the block with the .30, and .40, i call it drake, uh
mask on way before virus’s changed the fate
but i’m back on the thuggin’, but n+ggas just can’t relate, look
i ain’t go to fashion week, still look like a fashion show
shawty tryna smash and tweak, tell her i can’t smash a ho
i be out here buggin’, see the police, said i had to go
i get stomach aches when i see red and blue, it’s sad fasho
ahh, but i know that you n+ggas wan’ be just like me
so stop it, you’ll never be me, it just isn’t likely
ridin’, i think i’ma stepper, we in this nike
i’m stylin’, i’m sorry, i know i look like a hype beast
haha, it’s the bape ain’t it?
you is mad ’cause yo sh+t is fake ain’t it?
that ain’t a real gun, that sh+t is fake, aim it
n+ggas mad ’cause they really still hatin’
anyways, i do the dash
i be chilling ’cause i’m really countin’ up this cash
i’m a villain, but i got the same powers as flash
what would you do if you knew that you could run this fast?
[outro]
haha, i just run up bands
i just run up bands
i just run up bands

- joey trap lyrics

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