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soufside dre & clayco - no texting lyrics

[intro]
superstar, i make her faint
bad b+tches, they face, i paint
grabba’ leaf, i smoke that dank
backwoods, i go insane
stuck with the bros, give a f+ck bout’ the fame
doin’ this sh+t everyday with the gang
living my raps, boy, these n+ggas be lame
burn out the wock’, so they call me insane
blow out the gas, so i feel like propane
five in the mornin’, make hits, they bang
had to cut off my ex, she tried to frame
(d+d+d+dj banned)
yeah, it’s the krashhh
krashhh wrld, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
krashhh wrld, krashhh wrld, lеts go

[chorus]
i just hopped up out the bank hoe, i’m flеxin’
i just hopped up out the bank hoe, i’m flexin’
i just hopped up out the bank, i’m flexin’
block that b+tch off, block her number, i don’t do no textin’ (no text)

[verse 1]
keep that glockie’ in my pocket, don’t do smith or wesson
yeah, i done learned some lessons, yeah, steady countin’ blessings
i just f+cked her bestie
hollon’, thought they was for the resties’
d+mn, she just backdoored her
hollon’, i’on even f+ckin’ know her
got good drank, so i’m never sober
“take this d+ck”, what i f+ckin’ told her
told that b+tch i can’t hold her
cut off my potna’, he was a free loader
wreckin’ sh+t crew, yeah they came with a boulder
n+ggas not solid, they binder or folder
won’t catch me with fye’, but i bet i’ma toter
b+tch i’m geeked in the sky, so a n+gga a hover
[chorus]
i just hopped up out the bank hoe, i’m flexin’
i just hopped up out the bank hoe, i’m flexin’
i just hopped up out the bank, i’m flexin’
block that b+tch off, block her number, i don’t do no textin’ (no text)
i just hopped up out the bank hoe, i’m flexin’
i just hopped up out the bank hoe, i’m flexin’
i just hopped up out the bank, i’m flexin’
block that b+tch off, block her number, i don’t do no textin’ (no text)

[verse 2]
superstar, i make her faint
bad b+tches, they face, i paint
grabba’ leaf, i smoke that dank
backwoods, i go insane
stuck with the bros, give a f+ck bout’ the fame
doin’ this sh+t everyday with the gang
living my raps, boy, these n+ggas be lame
burn out the wock’, so they call me insane
blow out the gas, so i feel like propane
five in the mornin’, make hits, they bang
had to cut off my ex, she tried to frame
had me in shackles, locked in chains

[chorus]
i just hopped up out the bank hoe, i’m flexin’
i just hopped up out the bank hoe, i’m flexin’
i just hopped up out the bank, i’m flexin’
block that b+tch off, block her number, i don’t do no textin’ (no text)
i just hopped up out the bank hoe, i’m flexin’
i just hopped up out the bank hoe, i’m flexin’
i just hopped up out the bank, i’m flexin’
block that b+tch off, block her number, i don’t do no textin’ (no text)
[ourro]
i just hopped up out the bank hoe, i’m flexin’
i just hopped up out the bank hoe, i’m flexin’

- soufside dre clayco lyrics

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