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mun zay - detroit flow كلمات الأغنية

[chorus]
i just popped two perc thirties, i’m finna die twice
i just scammed two asian n_ggas, call me ray rice
your b_tch fell in love with these diamonds, call em crushed ice
yeah, stupid b_tch i am not nice
find his crib, move in silence, we don’t need crescendo
we gone wipe his face, just like a bib, we tryna catch a stain
these n_ggas some b_tches, they switching sides, they gone die in vain
i get to upping them switches, n_ggas ducking, don’t get yo top l!ckеd
if a n_gga threaten me, hе’s already dead, he should’ve shot sh_t
i hate it when they acting on the net, tryna act like they pop sh_t
little n_gga, big gun, this ain’t a chopstick
best believe when i step up in the function i got the wock b_tch
best believe when i step up in the party i got that sh_t tucked
best believe, these n_ggas sour, lemon squeeze
no aretha, my choppa sing, no jubilee
just know, i let sh_t ring if you shoot at me
i can really air some sh_t out, but where my manners at
these n_ggas talking tough, they bringing apes, where the bananas at
he took a gram for an eighth, d_mn he dumb for that
shorty learning lingo real good, she said how he f_cked for that?
f_ck, i’m geeking off the pills, where my pistol at
i put the wock in freezer, brodie saying you ain’t gone thaw it out
b_tch call my phone, she say i love you, what you talking bout
had to ghost her, leave her in the past, i’m clearing demons out
big gun, forty in the drum so now they running now
they stepping over the b_tches and kids, this what it come to now?
n_gga died in his home, them bullets hit em, ain’t no popping out
[verse]
yeah, hold on, this that yachty flow
my shooters pop out with precision, yours shoot with they eyes closed
money doing loops inside the band, call that bankroll
n_ggas forming charities inside they hands, i’ll call the bank to close
this sh_t bring me back to when i started on that memphis flow
now a n_gga doing detroit beats the sad sh_t was getting old
we gone pop out, bring the mops out, and start wiping floors
if it’s war outside tell yo granny to stay inside, get to closing doors
yeah, we gone knock her wig, just for talking sh_t i’m gone split yo wig
a fruit rollup on my d_ck, b_tch that’s some clever sh_t
the type of sh_t to make me fall in love and go skip a b_tch
hold on, this ain’t a love song
message to my opps, marvin g_ye, let’s come get it on
messages to the dead fam, flying out, i’m catching pan am
can’t have sh_t in detroit, i lost my perc, d_mn
n_ggas talking crazy imma hit em wit the bam bam
i don’t mean denny’s but imma hit em wit the grand slam
b_tches give hickeys on the d_ck, sc trends, tell her bop down
re_spin his block, tell lil bro to bring the car around
ain’t no lion king or disney movie, i keep the scar around
sh_t get to shaking, recoil crazy, move the f_cking ground
all dawgs go to heaven, love my boys, even in the pound
if i get put on wit sh_t, imma scam a n_gga wit a f_cking gun
take the pin out, it’s gone jam, same sh_t wit a drum
only slap that b_tch on a ‘drac is you f_cking dumb
[outro]
this that flow sh_t, yeah, yeah

- mun zay

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