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yung flex - catch me outside (freestyle) lyrics

[intro:yung flex]
flex, let’s get it mannnnnnnn

[verse 1:yung flex]
ak to his back
456 in the booth spitting crack
jojo like a dog if i point he gone attack
mcdonald’s yea we got big macs
young n-gg- from the 6
same gang same team never switched
like a ball that man 40 gotta kick
like curry in the clutch i don’t miss
like a faucet i will leave yo b-tch leaking
thought i loved her what the f-ck was she thinking
m.l.k. leave a f-ck n-gg- dreaming
first he was laughing now he not breathing
big glock leave a n-gg- brain dead
yo’ b-tch gave me brain now she brain dead
all my n-gg-s like birds we just want bread
when it come to yo’ b-tch we just want head
try to skip states n-gg- we gone catch you
like lebron james n-gg- we gone travel
take yo’ b-tch man i had to
took yo’ b-tch and i ain’t ask you
dumb lil’ b-tch i don’t want s-x
get on your knees i just want neck

[interlude:yung flex]
oh wait?! hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on
what you was saying?? nah, nah, nah, nah, nah
aye dj
what you was saying??
aye flex, say that sh-t one more time for me please

[verse 1 continued: yung flex]
dumb lil’ b-tch i don’t want s-x
get on your knees i just want neck
f-ck yo’ b-tch, then i’m on to the next
f-ck yo’ b-tch, then i’m gone to check
yung flex you know i’m the best aye
don’t love a b-tch i don’t stress aye
don’t leave the crib without the tec aye
f.l.e.x. that is flex aye

[verse 2: shigga]

lemme catch em’ outside
shigga on the beat boutta’ commit a homicide
when you see my n-gg-s you get very terrified
you can run all you want, but b-tch you can’t hide
yeah you know i’m shigga b-tch and i’m with yung flex
if you ain’t gang straight shots towards ya’ neck
all i think about is money and you know i love to flex
she for everybody and you still cuffin’ that wet
think you rich flexin’ with yo’ sh-t like that
boonk gang bet you won’t get yo’ sh-t back
glock on me and it gotta’ nice kickback
thought i was done betta’ bring that b-tch back
thick b-tch and she know how to throw it back
she gotta’ fat -ss like an audience make it clap
i get in the hole takeoff like a running back
b-tch suck my d-ck i’m not funna’ eat ya sac

[interlude:shigga]
she really thought i was gonna’ eat her p-ssy
man i’m funna’ call this other hoe to see what the play is

[verse 2 continued:shigga]
i call her on the phone she say h-llo who is this
i said hoe, you know, it’s shigga b-tch
if she don’t gimme’ brain then she a lunatic
horseshoes on my -ss issa’ true religion fit
i might slip, but n-gg- i ain’t trippin
me and flex funna’ get rich and get missing
catch me outside how bout that
pull up with a ski mask dressed in all black

shigga b-tch

[outro: yung flex & shigga]

[yung flex]
i told her catch me outside
shawty eat me up no free lunchline
it’s flex man you already know we do this sh-t

[shigga]
man you already know how we rockin’ man it’s shigga man

[yung flex]
d.c. f.oe. family over everything

[shigga]
straight gang sh-t, shigga b-tch

- yung flex lyrics

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