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wh!p 2(prod.fukshit!)

ig: twin.smoke

yea woah x8
Wanna talk with me like dat
Why you playin behind my back
I keep a stick bitch I feel like a knight
She on my phone I told that bitch hi
Up in the plane I’m way too high 
I cannot drive I’m way too high 
He cannot run we on your pack 
I see my opps and hit that dash 
Copy the swag I’m way too fly 
I’m up with the birds
She tryna link but I’m too tired 
I’m chilling with your bitch 
Talking to her like we soul tied 
Ima just give you some space 
If you wanna go then we finna ride 

I’m on to the bag and I’m finna go
away from you
Bitch I just be countin these racks 
It’s late, it’s late for you
She said she wanna go so I finna go
She said she wanna know
I let that bitch know

I swear that girl is alone
Turn my back I wear vlone 
Smokin on gas it go to my lungs
I put a glock nigga to your dome 
She wanna hang with me like no
She said she like me I know
I finna play that ho like a note 
Take me a x it go to my throat 
Sippin on lean I’m sippin on pint
She wanna link I know at night
Niggas they mad cause I get bands
I take your ho and go out to France 
I make 10 racks then laugh to the bank 
He talking down, the come with this tank
Got red and black man I feel like a vamp 
And he talkin down I swear it’s the ( )

Sippin on purple I’m sippin on drank 
He tryna hang but he not gang
He tryna hang but he not straight
Talk on the gram but he won’t say it to me
Walk in the function and they all faint 
Can’t fuck with y’all cause y’all too fake
Can’t fuck with y’all cause y’all too lame
Got ice on my neck like I’m Johnny dang 
We caught him lacking and we let him hang
He tryna play but he not gang 
He tryna run but he not catching us
He tryna run but he not catching up 
Gang 

Wanna talk with me like dat
Why you playin behind my back
I keep a stick bitch I feel like a knight
She on my phone I told that bitch hi
Up in the plane I’m way too high 
I cannot drive I’m way too high 
He cannot run we on your pack 
I see my opps and hit that dash 
Copy the swag I’m way too fly 
I’m up with the birds
She tryna link but I’m too tired 
I’m chilling with your bitch 
Talking to her like we soul tied 
Ima just give you some space 
If you wanna go then we finna ride

Way Too High prod blessa

Dickie Toppin' - Flakey Jay (feat. Paranoia xo & PUNK!)

myself w/ flakey Jay [p.seawxxd]

kollaps - babyfacebossy x September X

settle in + flakey // ariaty

lyrics 

punkmadre
(whistle)

punk 

finna go to outer space uh huh!
she wanna sit on my face uh huh
she gave me head i put kids in her braces huh
i’m finna take a luh break uh huh

getting paid ain’t no making mistakes uh huh
told that bitch get out my face uh huh
breaking her back in the back of the truck uh huh
she want me to nut on her face uh huh

in a SRT im racing huh
tryna find out who the realest 
most of these niggas they always be fakin huh 
i don’t trust all these hoes that be feeling me

all of these bitches be snakes uh huh
wanna see that booty shake uh huh
no i’m lying that was a mistake uh huh
i don’t wanna see that booty break uh huh

i’m finna break up the bank uh huh
see know that that booty stank
i’m with IDEA we top of the ranks uh huh
and i’m not even trying to flex uh huh

told you to watch my pace uh huh
nigga this not your place uh huh
all of my boys the rocking versace uh huh
but you niggas can’t really compete uh huh


flakey


get the fuck outta my face uh huh
i’m tryna get to the cake uh huh
he want a feature then pay uh huh
this nigga sleeping man wake him up

i’m too on top of the ranks uh huh
left on my way to the bank uh huh
left on my to the racks uh huh
i’m finna blow up a bag uh huh

********
i’m tryna find out what the deal is
i-i-i was at the party baby chilling with your shawty huh

oh this your girl she a freak uh huh
sh-she gave me a body uh
she going dumb on her knees uh huh
took me out my body huh

imma pull up in this jag uh huh
these niggas stealing my swag uh huh
got a new bitch and she bad uh huh
i’m tryna get me this bag uh huh

i just got me some new bands uh huh
i just got me some new vans uh huh
that lil boy he tryna clash
imma just call up my clan uh huh huh

uh huh! w flakey jay

two.cozyy + diehardpink - money! 2

i just pulled up high asf, bitch im puffin in here
took me outa my body, my lungs, bitch im coughin in here
i want your bitch and her friend yeah, they love when i fuck it up
get on your knees, i want head yeah, i know they gon show me love

i know they gon show me love
you know that i keep it- (tucked)
know that i keep it tucked
i couldnt give a- (fuck)
brand new glock 19 came in
get my gang assembled, opps beware cus we gon spin again
fuck u mean nigga

fuck u mean nigga
im rollin off a bean nigga
this shit aint what it seems nigga
scope, it came with a beam nigga
that bitch a thot, a hoe, whatever, just know she for the team nigga
she finna jack me, son, like micheal, im screaming billy jean nigga

2 x 2 my hellcat go fast, look as if i flew by, flew by
new bitch, new whip, i move too quick, new gun, its a new i, new i
i get too high, too high, got 2 bad bitches in dubai, dubai
i could spot fake niggas as if i had 2 x 2 eyes

i like me a classic hoe
i got too many hoes
but i am not santa tho
fuck
lets keep it professional
i aint gon test u tho
got this chop, and its meant to blow
fuck

uh huh! w flakey jay

punk.

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