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lite fortunato - phd flow lyrics

[verse 1 lite fortunato]
you claim that you flexin’ i know that’s a lie
that chain on your neck is not real i can spy
i walk in my town and you know i’m that guy
you workin’ a 9 to 5 cookin’ up fries
backwood and cookie my n-gga i’m fried
i told you i love you lil’ baby i lied
if i’m not gettin’ money my n-gga i’d die
that chain is not yours give it back to that guy
i hop in that foreign i put it in drive
b-tch you ain’t f-ckin’ then why you alive
cartier frames sit on my eyes
i need me a light skin b-tch with some thighs
i keep me a drum like chicken and thighs
you not flexin’ boy you work at popeyes
your -ss is a burger you work at five guys
[?]
good shots at you neck your arm and your spine
call tony hawk cuz’ i been on my grind
i need a pt what the f-ck is a line
i don’t f-ck with nickles i only hit dimes

[verse 2 taliban]
i been through some sh-t you can see in my eyes
i only tell truth i do not tell no lies
these n-ggas is fake they all in disguise
if i’m in the field then imma get mine
was all in my head and all in my mind, till i got up and got on my grind
can’t tell me sh-t i’m one of a kind
i f-cked on your b-tch and turned her to mine
i’m really ahead yall n-ggas behind
diamonds on me you see that they shine
i’m shootin’ headshots between both of your eyes
i’m seein’ the future seein’ the signs
i been gettin’ money since i was like nine
i’m tellin’ the truth you can tell i ain’t lyin’
if i was in the jungle i would be a lion
to tell you the truth i’m ahead of my time

[verse 3 lite fortunato]
me and taliban like matt and jeff hardy
i snuck my pistol inside of the party
that n-gga a p-ssy he’ll fold in a heartbeat
my sneakers is bl–dy i feel like i’m [?]
my chain got more colors than the game sorry
and i got guns just like it’s the army
i dare a lil’ p-ssy n-gga try to harm me
this bih’ wanna’ suck me up right in the morning
i hit it from the back while i’m recording
2 .223’s boy i’m not jordan
[?]
i keep a k in the back pack
f-ckin’ these b-tches i got em’ on snapchat
missiles i’m sendin’ shots right at your snapback
you do not got that my n-gga you cap that
put a bag on your face now you a rap snack
run through these hoes i feel like i’m a half back
boy i’m the plug you could get it for half that
run through the cheese i feel like i’m a lab rat
[?]
we be in the jungle like orangatangs
used to watch tom and jerry on boomerang
chain blang watch how the chain hang

- lite fortunato lyrics

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