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zotiyac - crack flow lyrics

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[chorus]
tote that glock like this my+
tote that glock like this my only friend
big .30 clip pull up and dump off 20, left like only 10
i’m smokin’ on opps, i can’t smoke on that sh+t that you smokin’, i smoke on only him
if it’s only him, b+tch ass n+gga dropped off wit’ his homie’nem
bulletproof car yeah, i’m movin’ like carter, my arm in the rim, ake that b+tch shine harder
b+tch said i go hard, but she told me go harder, i told her okay, but i’m ‘finna go farther
i buss’ on her face and she don’t get no water

[verse]
splash bros, f+cked her from the back she call me assh0l+
like wait, big ass pole get to wavin’ this b+tch at his top like a flagpole
i ain’t have time to be writing sh+t down, i call this b+tch the crack flow
and this b+tch crack heads, leave my phone at home, but bring my mask tho’
jump out with them pipes
walk down sum’ shiest
i’m walkin’ ’round big ass choppa like the f+ckin’ reaper with a scythe
‘finna roll the n+gga if he get in my sight
foe’nem smoke the n+gga get ’em outta my sight
get took out yo’ life, a 300 blackout get knocked out his nikes
stuff the tsubis, i pull up to the bank
i feel like lil uzi, i pull up in a tank
n+gga call me curry, i’m too clutch in the game
out zero dark thirty ‘finna paint up his house
like a navy seal get to creepin’ on sh+t
shot that boy with his hoe, he gon’ bleed on the b+tch
tonight she ain’t gettin’ no d+ck, i go to sleep on a b+tch
the hoe chase me i’ll turn to a nightmare, i’ll go meek on a b+tch
he sent me a threat to my dm on the request, hit delete on it quick
brought a glove on the hit, so i ain’t gotta wipe off prints that i leave on the stick
and whatever respect that i got that’s still left for a n+gga, i leave in the clip
and it ain’t nothin’ i’ll leave in the clip
n+gga bleed and he leaving a trail of his blood, i’ma shark i’ll find where he be from the drip
she won’t take her hand off my d+ck, now i can’t even go take a p+ss
i’m blowin’ that switch, i told that boy switch that we gon’ make a hit
[chorus]
tote that glock like this my+
tote that glock like this my only friend
big .30 clip pull up and dump off 20, left like only 10
i’m smokin’ on opps, i can’t smoke on that sh+t that you smokin’, i smoke on only him
if it’s only him, b+tch ass n+gga dropped off wit’ his homie’nem
bulletproof car yeah, i’m movin’ like carter, my arm in the rim, ake that b+tch shine harder
b+tch said i go hard, but she told me go harder, i told her okay, but i’m ‘finna go farther
i buss’ on her face and she don’t get no water



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