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king flee - stain gang lyrics

[chorus: relic the bully]

that’s a stain, that’s a stain
yoink, give me that
x8

[verse 1: king flee]

that’s a stain, if i want it i’ma have it
talking all that goofy sh-t, take yo’ t–th and take his jacket
up in traffic with a 30, see a stain and then i grab it
b-tch i stay on bullsh-t, try to run i get to blastin’
b-tch i want that f-cking pelle, b-tch i want that f-cking chain
i ain’t finna wear that sh-t but sh-t i want it anyway
catch a n-gga overlacking on the block, looking flee
d-mn shame, that’s his screws and that belt belong to me
heard you been selling weed, see, that’s that sh-t i need
i’ma buy a sawbuck and get the rest of it for free
keep yo shirt, keep yo pants, keep yo shoes, f-ck you mean?
b-tch i’m flee enough already y’all n-ggas just think its sweet
y’all some studio gangstas, boy y’all n-ggas ain’t sh-t to me
y’all some p-ssy -ss n-ggas claiming that you in the streets
i want that bag, give me that, now i’m taking all yo p’s
serving on yo f-cking block, now you buying weed from me b-tch
gang

[chorus]

[verse 2: relic the bully]

big n-gga and a lil n-gga, i got the hands and he got the pole
hit him up about 30 minutes he got the smoke and i got the hoes
flow psychedelic, hi, i am relic boy, iron belly for these b-tches
i’m the greatest of all time, goat, can’t even touch a n-gga
357 put you to ya death, that super soaker make ya shirt wet
how many holes are in ya chest?
i’ma disease eating at ya flesh
they say “relic, you a trapper now?”
naw dawg, i did it for my n-ggas
when it come down to this sh-t best believe i’d have to murk that n-gga

[chorus]

[verse 3: j’han]

pay attention b-tch

2 weeks and i’m pushing violets
2 weeks and you pushing daises
these f-ck n-ggas got twitter beef
i be smoking weed i don’t entertain em
i’m with the sh-ts and i’m dodging cops
i’ma do this sh-t for my f-cking fam
i’ma do this sh-t for my f-cking blood
i’ont expect you to understand
i got h-lla problems, time is money, sh-t is real and these n-ggas not
one puff from being at the top, i’m coming for it
have feelings? i said f-ck it, i’m cold hearted don’t give a f-ck
and when the weed is lit i can’t get enough i need a thousand pounds

- king flee lyrics

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