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ysw flaco - memorandum lyrics

[intro]
gang gang
flac kickin’ sh-t, man
yeah
ayy

[verse]
b-tch, i got trap fashion
i can serve you a zip in my memorandum
she diggin’ my dribble, b-tch, i got handles
i won in the trap, b-tch, i trap manual
you smell it on me, how can i handle you?
i’m always scorin’, your sh-t be annual
hop out and jack son, like his name was samuel
afro samurai, kickin’ like samuel
blue came in, that sh-t turnin’ pink
if you get the memo you won’t even speak
you is not juggin’, you broke, you a leech
a n-gga ran up, hit him down, watch him leak
i’m in the pavement, i’m stuck in the street
made my first sale before 13
showed his true colors, i knew he was green
if it ain’t ’bout green, i let the phone ring
ask me what i’m doin’, i’m keepin’ it g
standin’ on ten, that’s why i got feet
b-tch from atlanta, -ss fat like a peach
before she get me, she gotta get the team
servin’ the auntie sh-t, don’t need to freeze
run through that work, that sh-t was a breeze
it went with the wind, you ain’t even see it
now that i’m winnin’, she say, “i can see it”
beat up the p-ssy, she feelin’ she need me
made me feel special, never knew i was needed
better tighten up every time it’s switch season
you ain’t usin’ your iron, i still see your creases
he ain’t know it was a dummy, should’ve seen him, he was geekin’ skrrt, i’ll block your number and delete it
they askin’ me, “flac, what you want for a feature?”
trap still jumpin’, give a f-ck ’bout a feature
gang

- ysw flaco lyrics

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