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wale - flat out lyrics

[intro]
we find clark kent
mild mannered reporter for the daily planet
walking the streets
from when out of nowhere his super hearing picks up…

[hook x4: wale]
what’s your set ’bout?
me and my n-ggas, we flat out

[verse 1: wale]
told you n-ggas, “do not f-ck with us”
hope you n-ggas do not f-ck with us
you caught feelings cause i caught her attention
she caught a flight after i caught a nut, whoa!
shoutout to my brothers, doe
quote me too
you goin’ make some haters when you love a ho
higher echelon, god bless my soul
profit of my infectious flow
pardon if my vocab ain’t good
but the school i was in ain’t have no books
these rap n-ggas never had me shook
i am from a town that is ran by crooks
get the work from out of town for the money and the power
n-ggas steppin’ on the powder like it’s athlete foot
know y’all got come get at me first
little n-gga better act your worth
understand n-ggas got to be heard
why the f-ck n-ggas got to be herbs

[hook]

[verse 2: trinidad james]
i usually don’t do freestyles
cause my style ain’t free, n-gga
fresh from head to toe
i said fly from the feet up
i said, you’re looking for a real n-gga
b-tch, look up and you’ll see us
you lookin’ for your b-tch, n-gga
don’t look up, she with jesus
i said hallelujah, b-tch pop the p-ssy
so she raise her hands and pop the p-ssy
i’m with wale, that’s mmg
and that molly make her go woo
and that money make me show out
my grind wasn’t planned out
i’m a real n-gga, don’t do handouts
my mama crib my stashhouse
in the yeezy box, n-gga oh lawd
n-gga ziploc and my concords
tell the feds i don’t give a f-ck
i’m the man now, i’m the man now
and that’s d.c. to the a town
i said d.c. to the a town
and when i flaunt, n-gga, that’s hands down
but in d.c., they say flat out

[hook]

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