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lil flash - seven lyrics

[verse lil flash]
21 woke up with this real sh-t and i just hop on the table
they ain’t real they be quick to cross you break ya f-ckin’ ankle
yea i’m part jewish so you know i spin a dreidel
aye prolly need some quick breathes so imma f-ck with them labels
and my true game r-t-rded
yeah true game disabled
come through shootin’ sh-t like jango
and the bullets look like tomatoes
and my blunt look like eggrolls
and we all gettin’ them pesos
ferragamo not no prada
aye boy i can f-ck ya momma
you don’t want no dj drama
make a mixtape with yo momma
i want dollar i want comma
and no f-ck boy i don’t f-ck with no oppas
k!llin’ sh-t man i should get a life sentence
man i been finessin’ since i was like seven
gotta a whole lotta face make sure that you watch yo back
hind yo back its them snakes so you should purchase a strap
glo gang off the zans and them flats
bim bam cl1ck-clack
i made myself a bowl out of toliet roll
i’m a stoner but i only know that og tho
i’m proud of my connections
this life is a blessin’
93′ octane is my medicine
mane i been finessin’ since i was like seven
mane i been finessin’ since i was like seven
run up on me wrong and imma up my weapon
and you know my best friend the smith & wesson
og dope straight to the brain i’m k!llin’ sh-t just like life sentence
i nust wanna ball just like the san antonio spurs
d-mn this loud look magic man imma call this sh-t lil herb
boy you actin’ cowardly imma call yo little -ss courage
loud loud smokin’ loud i know you heard it
i ain’t got sh-t too do so i’m gone light up the pack
i ain’t got sh-t too do so i’m gone flame up the thraxx
i’ve been smokin’ dozer the dope yea its gas
every once in a while i call hoes act
finesse finesse school you gone learn today
broskni shootin’ everytime like its 2k or like its nba, or ncaa
it ain’t no pump fake
so i’m a block it anyway
bim bam fe-fe hop step to the right gotta get my dope lets go
speakin’ in code imma tweak with ya ho oh no
rookie 223 yeah that gbe
call it ? she gone t.o.p
d-mn that b-tch phone home just like she e.t
mane i was in and out like a dvd
{i’m cp3)
ridin’ round in foreign whips ain’t never seen the dmv
skoot sh-t down like cod
flex flex flex like rvd
the haters make me wanna get some glocks
i need a street sweeper so i brought the mop
gotta wake up with the strap by the lamp
you get whacked like its damp
set you up like a stamp
and im thinkin’ bout them racks
theyll k!ll you just for fame ain’t that a fact
so i’m gonna keep the gat
and you gotta keep protection
and i gotta count my blessings
og gas that my medicine
my best friend his name benjamin
mane i been finessin’ since i was like seven
and i been finessin’ since i was like seven
man this life is a blessing
countin’ my best friend the smith & wesson
man i been finessin’ since i was like seven
man i been finessin’ since i was like seven

- lil flash lyrics

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