rich flair x shlick – flu szn lyrics
[intro: rich flair]
flu season x2
rich b-tch, shl!ck
uhh
[hook: rich flair]
i just came down with the flu, like i been sippin all the time
i steal her from that p-ssy n-gga i don’t like to wait in line
tell her not to lie, i heard that sh-t up through the grape vine
she broke my heart, i’m feelin hurt, just like she shot me in the spine
i’m ballin on that b-tch, i make sure that i’m always gettin mine
p-ss my bro the stick, these n-ggas always say i’m droppin dimes
yeah, yeah i’m always droppin dimes
yeah, b-tch i’m always droppin dimes
[verse: rich flair]
this n-gga lookin at me wrong,banana clip between his eyes
and when i catch a n-gga slippin, i’m gon hit him till he die
i’m smokin ganga marijuana all the way up through the night
she always squintin at my necklace cuz my diamonds really bright
i don’t wanna cuff no b-tch even if the p-ssy tight
i’m just married to money, yeah we really never fight
i been learnin chase a bag like i just learn to ride a bike
couple thousand plays and now i’m really aimin for the sky
f-ck school, i don’t need it i just left that sh-t behind
yeah i stayed up in the gutter like i really had to climb
she do the most she make me sick call it flu season
i like pourin fo’s we cop a pint for no reason
shoot the draco cause i’m sad it’s like my hearts bleedin
4 hunnid on my t–th and now i’m still cheesin
she pop a bar, she pop a perc, and she still tweakin
roll cigars up for the woods and we still chiefin
[hook: rich flair]
i just came down with the flu, like i been sippin all the time
i steal her from that p-ssy n-gga i don’t like to wait in line
tell her not to lie, i heard that sh-t up through the grape vine
she broke my heart, i’m feelin hurt, just like she shot me in the spine
[verse: shl!ck]
p-ssy n-gga run up on me, so i had to drop a dime
you know i’m runnin to the pack, all i had to do was climb
yeah i’m busting through the clouds all i had to do was shine
this f and n will hit his body imma watch his body slime
if a n-gga try to touch me then i call my f-ckin shooter
when that n-gga pull up on you he gon’ stretch u like a ruler
yeah i gotta side b-tch, yeah i call that b-tch my tutor
and she ride in the p-ssenger just like my f-ckin shooter
and i’m pullin up swerving in a mother f-ckin coupe
then yo bih hit my line than i had to just scoop
put three in a wood, blow that b-tch like a flute
and i got the f-ckkn tucks, it’ll last like a troop
when 12 pull up on me, stuff the dope in my shoe
and i’m pourin all dis drop like i got the f-ckin flu
yeah my shooter gone shoot when i give the queue
you’ll have no idea, you’ll have no f-ckin clue
yeah i f-cked a crip b-tch, her favorite color blue
yeah yo n-gga ran up on me and he made the f-ckin news
and i’m rollin all these woods it look like some bamboo
and i’m rollin all these woods it look like some bamboo
[interlude: shl!ck]
yeah, and i’m always droppin dimes
yeah, yeah i’m always droppin dimes
p-ssy n-gga know i’m always droppin dimes
woah, yeah i’m always droppin dimes
aye, yeah i’m always droppin dimes
p-ssy boy know i’m always droppin dimes
woah, yeah i’m always droppin dimes
yeah b-tch i’m always droppin
[hook: rich flair]
i just came down with the flu, like i been sippin all the time
i steal her from that p-ssy n-gga i don’t like to wait in line
tell her not to lie, i heard that sh-t up through the grape vine
she broke my heart, i’m feelin hurt, just like she shot me in the spine x3
[post-hook: rich flair]
i just came down with the flu, like i been sippin all the time
p-ss my bro the stick these n-ggas always say i’m droppin dimes
yeah, yeah i’m always droppin dimes
b-tch, i’m always droppin dimes
rich b-tch
-phew phew-
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