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flare delgado - plane crash كلمات أغنية

[intro: flare delgado]
(on some sh_t like that)
ayy

[verse 1: flare delgado]
can’t complain, sh_t, my phone just did a ten today
michigan ‘bows, sh_t, i gotta do the rental plates
phone pumpin’, n_ggas really need to pump they brakes
i love bbls, n_ggas talkin’ ’bout it’s fake
this sh_t off the back, n_ggas know we really rollin’
i just cashed three strikes, n_ggas think we bowlin’
d_mn, g, where the kits? swear we should be pourin’
you ain’t never touched no money, i’m already knowin’
you can’t never make or break me, i’m already goin’
whippin’ babies ninety days straight, i’m already showin’
tryna talk about some sh_t i’m already blowin’
if i ever get my word, you know that it’s golden

[verse 2: nuk]
i got dog sells, i be right there at the counter, though
hit the road and leave with blue faces like geronimo
shop with me, i’ma get it to you, we gon’ round the course
a thousand blues, they be singin’ to me like the commodores
i tried to change myself again, i’m back outside with glocky
it’s like as soon as we see a bag on y’all, we pattin’ down y’all pockets
it’s like as soon as y’all make me touch the bag, he addin’ up his profit
yeah, this ten milli gon’— flrrt, i hope n_ggas feelin’ c_cky
you gotta pop three percs and sip a five to wake up in my state
boy, you gotta be a bull with h_rns to take me to your safe
what you know ’bout gettin’ tar bricks and break ’em down like klay?
[verse 3: nuk & fmb dz]
any time i pick the bag up, i’m leavin’ with a crate
plus i know my main clio good for ten_fifty a day
in the kitchen with the curtains closed, cookin’ ’til it stank
this glocky here got a b_tton nose, i put it to his face
how the f_ck them n_ggas tryna beef with us? them n_ggas broke
forty thousand on me, plus i got ten milli in my coat
throw the oop to bro, he caught it with one hand and upped the score
i know some n_ggas caught some cases in the v, it’s open, though
i’ll get down and put my shoulder in the bag like roll for dope
my next time pickin’ up the lean, i might go comatose
i ain’t gon’ even have to cl!ck the beam if i get on him close

[verse 4: flare delgado]
every time my phone ring, i eat, you know i do the most
miami beach on the yacht, n_gga, you be playin’ boats
pray to god oceanside, they just wash up on the coast
thousand ‘bows, two months, boy, i really am the goat

[verse 5: fmb dz]
it ain’t sh_t for me to grab a pop and smack it with a five
your spot slow, i’ll front the bag and make it come alive
your b_tch beggin’, callin’ me for money, i’ll make her take a drive
told nuk, “b_tch, i need a book, come meet me at the hive”
me and john back to back in tracks, we racin’ up the lodge
before you catch me in miami with some thick fine sh_t
ain’t no point to hit my line for real if you ain’t buyin’ sh_t
i’ll switch sins to get a win, i’m on my bron sh_t
i just banged on the plug ’cause he was talkin’ nonsense

- flare delgado

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