vontoocut - flash back lyrics
[intro]
i’m the wisest n+gga shootin’ like i’m kyrie
yeah, yeah
is it trauma or do i love it
[verse 1]
i’m the wisest n+gga shootin’ like i’m kyrie
smith wesson on my side yeah, come hoop with me
i dove from the porch just to get a brick of money
i call ’em bernie mac cuz he died acting funny
his future in my head like this dirty sprite, yeah
a fan ran up on me he almost lost his life, yeah yeah
i told my girl i’m sorry don’t call me
i’m out late i’m finna hit a l!ck and i don’t wanna get this call traced
i use to throw 5 just to get a gram, yeah
now bih i’m the plug i can’t serve a gram, yeah yeah
all we shoot is sluggs betta keep yo f+ckin sh+ll tucked
i told that b+tch go home i don’t care b+tch i’m too cut
i’m riding in a honda it got 5 percents
why 12 trailing me i’m not from portland
i give my n+ggas hope it ain’t no such thing as bad things
but if you f+ck with me i can’t lie that’s a bad thing
i linked up with a b+tch had to bring my stick, yeah
i keep 1 in the head while she give me head, yeah
don’t never let a pretty face fool you
she’ll set you up for a chain and some noodles
finessin’, hittin’ l!cks yea that’s all i know
if you can’t take a risk then you gotta go
we paint the city red like picasso
if feds try to find me i’ll change my name to pablo
i change my name to pablo
i gotta foreign b+tch she call me vonno, yeah
she call me when she wanna suck my taco, yeah
told that b+tch that i ain’t crazy she said why you lying
you ride with no safety and you ain’t gotta license
uh, uh, yeah
she right tho, and if a n+gga look wrong send ’em hollows
real n+ggas by ourselves we don’t follow
moonrock in the air i’m apollo
yea
i gotta alotta hoes
these s+xy ass mulattos on my payroll
i take ’em to the club watch ’em make a bankroll
that n+gga think i’m broke cuz i get money on the low
[bridge]
yea n+gga and that’s how it go
let a n+gga think you broke n+gga, ha ha ha
n+ggas don’t need to know what you doin’ n+gga, yeah
f+ck a n+gga opinion, ay
we ball, ay
[verse 2]
yeah, ay
turnt up in this b+tch we gotta a lot of sticks, yeah
and we don’t never post ’em cuz we with the sh+ts, yeah ay
he be on the socials he a instagram b+tch
i was on that corner i was selling grams b+tch, yeah
money don’t impress me i’mma real n+gga
i don’t give a f+ck about yo racks you’s a b+tch n+gga
money come and go like these b+tches that’s a fact
i been chosen n+gga i ain’t even gotta rap (yeah)
[outro]
i been chosen n+gga i ain’t even gotta rap
are you ready
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