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flowt x trag!k - uber pack كلمات الأغنية

[intro]
flowt & trag!k in this b-tch, you know what the f-ck it is

[chorus: flowt]
i been smoking dope in the uber
got like three b-tches they shooters
bands in my pants, handful of xans
other pocket hold my ruger

[verse 1: flowt]
she love me she loving the team
i pour an ounce of that lean
off of a bean, sippin codiene
f-ck that lil b-tch she a fiend
if you an opp then i’m bussin’ that beam
f-ckin’ yo b-tch she got low self-esteem
i’m movin’ pounds of that medical green
choppa bullets hit you right in the spleen
got 50 more in that magazine

[verse 2: trag!k]
f-ckin’ yo b-tch she insane
lil boy just stay in yo lane
no f-ckin’ with you, you a lame
shootin’ up p-ssy just playin’ my game
walk in yo crib and i’m hittin’ a stain
feeling like pippen and jordan i’m dunkin
smokin’ backwoods so you know i been skunkin’
staining my sh-t then you better be runnin’
staining my sh-t then you know i be gunnin’
sippin’ on tech and i’m sippin’ on lean
smokin’ up pounds of that medical green
f-ck on ya hoe and i just left the scene
find me for more cause you know she a fiend
talkin’ that sh-t then i pull out the beam
droppin’ these hoes cause they f-cked the whole team
flexin’ my money and living my dream

[chorus: flowt]
i been smoking dope in the uber
got like three b-tches they shooters
bands in my pants, handful of xans
other pocket hold my ruger

[verse 3: flowt]
i pour a four in that twenty
f-ck yo b-tch nut in her tummy
if you want smoke i got plenty
i let the b-tch rip till it’s empty
i’m smokin’ on dope and that gas make me choke
and i’m poppin’ off rounds until my barrel smoke
on that come up b-tch i’m makin’ that money
these p-ssy rappers look at me like the pope
pourin’ an 8 in my cup while i’m rolling a wood
then i rip it and toke
if a b-tch wanna f-ck and i know she be kinky
then she can come over and choke
if he want smoke i ride up to his block with that pole
and that burner gon’ blow
trag!k got loud and b-tch i got the lean
and we got yo b-tch doing some blow

[verse 4: trag!k]
you think it’s funny i’m poppin’ a perky
and sippin’ that lean and you know that it’s murky
she see the money so now she be thirsty
i’m callin’ her wok cause she actin so dirty
if i see opps then i’m pullin’ the pole
and i’m lettin’ it go like my jersey say 30
you tryna twitter beef you ain’t no birdie
i’ll catch a body and still have no worry

[chorus: flowt]
i been smoking dope in the uber
got like three b-tches they shooters
bands in my pants, handful of xans
other pocket hold my ruger

- flowt x tragk

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