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xflo - hands in the air lyrics

n-gga you trippin you testing your luck
scary -ss n-ggas we making you jump
winning -ss n-ggas we don’t give a f-ck
rolling two up and i’m pouring one up
everyday sh-t if you f-cking with us
we having some fun and paying for funds
getting the paper till it looking dumb
if you looking at me you should look at a gun
going to war with these n-ggas f-ck y’all
i’m a beast i’mma dog i’mma give you the paws
cracking yo jaw i been breaking em off
dumping off work leave yo -ss with no job
wait, pause.. kiss -ss don’t slob on my kn-b
i am the knight, i stroll through dark
shining my light, i done broke off the kn-b

the game in my thread like i’m sewing up knots
when running to bread i got two pairs of socks
double my work like i’m raising the stocks
talking bout work i’m rarely not
if life was business then you should just stop
cus my work is hot, and yo sh-t is not
i’m popping like rocks i can make yo t–th rot
grind on my words cus i’m spitting that rock
all in yo system you feeling me knock
i ask for permission when spilling my thoughts
ask for forgiveness when picking this lock
i’m k!lling oppression and dodging these thots
sending out shots while gripping my c-ck
i follow my happiness word to john locke
tell me what’s happening i’m lost in the sauce
and n-ggas you know it cost to be the boss

baby i’m gravy i’m not with that talk
you are way s-xier walking that walk
but ladies ain’t shady these hoes love to flaunt
all of their body but mad when talk
mad when we taunt…. they’re full of that sh-t, i put in font
you should read it out loud so they ain’t lost
i’m shaded and faded but not feeling dull
sharp as a tack i could never be null
b-tch i’m awake, i used to be lull…
learned to push, so i never pull
any strings, or get rich schemes
about my own knowledge and my own dreams
so you should pay homage when you notice me
and carry my name down in history

she’s backing it up while i’m racking it up
just sacking it up while she’s acting it up
if she’s acting it up then i’m drafting her up
just clap-clap-clapping it up
club anthem we rounding em up
after party we turning it up
good trees stay burning em up
hidden keys i’m stocking em up

hands in the air if you don’t give a f-ck
and if you do then you just f-cking up
off the dome b-tch i got lean in my cup
weed in my blunt, three g’s getting stuffed
hands in the air if you don’t give a f-ck
and if you do then you just f-cking up
off the dome b-tch i got lean in my cup
weed in my blunt, three g’s getting stuffed

flowing like epilepsy, electricity, xtc
x too crazy, what they say to me
freestyle frenzy, that’s otd
we the new best, f-ck that old team
on some acronym sh-t, i’m boutta od
and hopefully, i’ll finally rest in peace
and pray to god my soul to keep
peacefully, i’m the missing link
i could fit in but that wouldn’t be me
stuck in illusions of reality
so i stand up and out, so i can be free
to do as i want, and do as i please
and you can trust that b-tch no make believe
what ever i think, my mind can achieve
real n-gga speaking b-tch f-ck yo speech
mlk i dreamt yo dreams
i spit some sh-t that you’d never see, underground i’m planting seeds
in yo pores like mabelline
getting caked up’s the recipe
and getting baked up’s my specialty
skywalker that’s og
you n-ggas ain’t know me

i’m searching for spiritual remedies
instead i see criminal felonies
reciting habitual melodies
until i feel people is feeling me
right now n-ggas belittle me
b-tch i’m a trill-og, you cannot riddle me
this or that, no balancing beam when i’m scaling these fiends

hands in the air if you don’t give a f-ck
and if you do then you just f-cking up
off the dome b-tch i got lean in my cup
weed in my blunt, three g’s getting stuffed
n-gga you trippin you testing your luck
scary -ss n-ggas we making you jump
winning -ss n-ggas we don’t give a f-ck
rolling two up and i’m pouring one up

hands in the air if you don’t give a f-ck
and if you do then you just f-cking up
off the dome b-tch i got lean in my cup
weed in my blunt, three g’s getting stuffed
everyday sh-t if you f-cking with us
we having some fun and paying for funds
getting the paper till it looking dumb
if you looking at me you should look at a gun

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