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d2thajxint - flintstones كلمات أغنية

[intro: d2thajxint]
aye
i’m finna spaz on this sh_t
trophy gang
flintstones
joint, b_tch

[verse 1: d2thajxint]
n_gga run up on me, talkin’ tough, i’m leavin’ with his chains
pinky ring on froze, ice on my neck, i feel like johnny dang (bling)
he gon’ get a tag up on his toe, f_ckin’ with the gang
catch a opp n_gga lackin, tryna leave with a stain
i was always on a n_gga’s blocks, they was never out (b_tch)
prayin’ to the whip with this faith, hit a n_gga house
told that lil’ b_tch her p_ssy weak, i put it in her mouth (ew)
got this bad lil’ freaky b_tch, i think she from the south (freaky b_tch)
heard her n_ggas talkin’ on the gram like they need that (what?)
we gon’ pop up, we don’t give n_ggas feedback (b_tch ass n_gga)
got the white up on her toes, hit that lil’ b_tch from the back (ayy)
on trophy gang, we on the road, chasin’ after that f_ckin’ sack
i was f_ckin’ on a bad b_tch, she built like kim k
i be makin’ plays out of town, let me call bae (brrr)
pop a n_gga point blank range, hollows ate his face (boom)
big 30 on me, splash brothers, n_ggas think i’m clay
you think your chain bustin, lil’ n_gga, what you spent on that?
if my b_tch cheat first, i cheat too, we can go tit for tat (b_tch)
the choppa gon’ make a n_gga flip like he an acrobat (boom)
why you n_ggas always takin’ l’s, how y’all cope with that (loser)
i was tryna go and get a bag like a flintstone
if you ain’t tryna f_ck, lil’ b_tch, you can go home (h_ll nah)
got a bad b_tch, she light skin, she a redbone
i ain’t came to chill, lil’ baby, i just want the dome
[verse 2: babyscowedoit]
dead homies
look, i just woke up, made a slap before i went to school
you walk around with no strap, you better get a tool (better go and get one)
he over there, he hangin’ with some b_tches, lookin’ like a fool
i’m over there, i’m posted with my thugs, you can’t hang with the crew (you can’t hang with my n_ggas)
n_ggas go to jail, first day out, they act brand new (they act brand new)
no, i don’t wanna f_ck your b_tch, heard she ran through (i heard she ran through)
exotic in my wood, this sh_t sticky, somethin’ like glue (something like glue)
brother, get these n_ggas from around me, i don’t like dudes
spent a band on the glock, you think i’m finna fight you?
you’s a weird n_gga, probably never invite you (never invite)
up the pole on a n_gga, he seen flashin, what that light do
that p_ssy n_gga said he was gon’ pop me, i was like, ”cool
next day, i was in his hood, with a chop too
had a good stolik v8, that b_tch went vroom
why you speakin’ h_lla hard on me?
but don’t got broom, like i won’t pop out the bushes, let my glock boom
need a new bl!cky asap, i can’t go without it (can’t go)
if they catch me lackin, i don’t got it, i might die without it (might die)
suckas say they really in my section, but they not around it (aight)
tuh, n_gga, they need to knock it off
n_ggas caught themself, i swear to god, these n_ggas not involved (n_ggas not involved)
look, catch a n_gga lackin, i’ma pop it off (pop it off)
catch him in traffic, gettin’ active, don’t care if i see the law
cold n_gga, don’t want the coochie, b_tch, i just want the jaw
b_tch, i just want the uhh
don’t want the coochie, b_tch, i just want the jaw
[verse 3: chosen zay]
the b_tch ugly and she stink, so i can’t get a b_n_r
i don’t even want her, but my brother told me, pass him to her
he a nasty n_gga, he’ll stick his d_ck in anything
remind me of that one opp n_gga, that got hit in the brain
cause he was thinkin’ with his d_ck, but now he in a ditch
i can’t even roll that dead ass n_gga in no spliff
cause he hittin like a black, man, i don’t want that sh_t
but that’s besides the point, brother put him out
i’m smokin’ aces and exotic, got me out my body
556, hit him up, now he out his body
bad b_tch, bend her over, yeah, that’s my body
she call me a dog ass n_gga and i agree with her
the way i’m d_gg_n’ n_ggas
like i’m bread with a pit bull and a cane corso
call me pit corso
sound like a wrestler cause, i’ll slam yo ass
talkin’ all that hot sh_t, watch bro cook his ass
green beam to his head, now his face gone
talkin’ all that k!llin’ sh_t, boy, i’ll get you gone
bad b_tch, invite her over, tell her throw some dome
and i bet not feel no tooth, or else that b_tch is gone
but if the cooter good, then she might can stay
but once i’m done, put your clothes on, ho, you gotta go

[outro: fred flintstone]
yabba_dabba_doo!

- d2thajxint

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