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kay flock & dougie b - maneuver lyrics

[intro: kay flock]
grrah, grrah, boom
got dougz with me
n+ggas know wassup
16 in this b+tch
gang tryna beat him, he already+
gang tryna+

[verse 1: kay flock]
the way i maneuver
i ride with them shooters
squeezing on that sh+t till that b+tch jam [grrah, grrah, boom]
baba is you fueled up, gas up his madula [dummy]
brodie hit his mans now they yelling d+mn [d+mn]
all black hopping out of vans (vans)
when i up the chop, all ‘em n+ggas ran [don’t run]
i threw dumb like n+gga what you saying [what you saying]
n+gga back the four before i get to spraying [grrah, grrah, grrah, boom]
yagi tweaking, leave you where you laying
throwing like he playing, he don’t got no patience
got a beam with a stick, uber you get left on bro
you don’t needa chase him [nope, who that?]
if he move wock, n+gga i’ma flame him ‘em [i’ma do that]
hollows hit his neck, sh+t will rearrange him

[verse 2: dougie b]
had to switch it, i’m still back to back with respect [respect]
if it’s up, [?] [baow]
brodie told me it’s lit, i’ma take me a trip
anybody get hit when i back out that tec
we still giving h+ll, we still giving reck
how we posted up, [?] we thought he got left
me and kay, we be cl!cking till we going deaf
i call doowop, 2 shots, leave that boy out his neck
swear these n+ggas be bugging, they jacking them n+ggas, so dumb
but b+tch i’m that n+gga with [?]
why that b+tch in my face, say she wanna be rich
she like [?] right there, dumping eight by the 8
all y’all n+ggas is lame, stop rapping bout chains y’all ain’t take
it’s still free sticks out the cage
everything, add a k, that’s on bro we don’t play
screaming rip 22 shots, that’s blay
red beam, i spot ‘em, i’m clipping them clean
b+tch it’s shoot or get shot when you run into me
that boy eli, he spin, he left with no t++th
you get in, you get down, do it all for the breech
[?] walk up ain’t no drive by, thinking it’s [?]
blood on his shirt like it’s tie+dye
catch us a b+tch, she a baba
i just need the mata after i pass her the yaya
no we not [?]
if i see jay, it’s still a [?]
you still ain’t get back for your chain
and i just seen your moms like the other day
i went the other way, that b+tch was begging for change
[?] was talking on bro now that n+gga dead
that’s on bro, i had my foot on his face
if she dropping the [?], made that b+tch throw it back
baby just rump to the bass
one in the head, baby walk with the chop
baby just pick up the pace
lotti, woo in the air, got me laced

- kay flock dougie b lyrics

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