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pasto flocco – no deal كلمات اغاني

[intro]
ayo, j6, turn that up

[verse]
woahh, these n_ggas be slow
why y’all puttin’ y’all faith in these hoes?
i ain’t wifin’ no b_tch with no goals
she wanna be free, tell’ ha lil ass go
get that ass you tryna be grown
got my racks by myself, on my own
she said, “why you treat me like a b_tch?”
’cause you ain’t treatin’ me like the goat
hood fav’, i was never unknown
been grindin’ out, all this sh_t shown
fifteen when i seen the bankroll
i cannot let a b_tch throw on my toes
i be chasin’ that bag, i don’t stroll
just left dallas, i just had a show

[chorus]
n_ggas’ll go get some ricks, some tight_ass pants, n_gga on go
brodie was talkin’ that sh_t now his b_tch on the market for sale
i caught him lackin’ in nieman, now i got him shoppin’ on grailed, he p_ssy for real
i don’t even got no dеal, all in the house, i ain’t cuttin’ no check for no squarе
i be stressin’ a bag, n_gga, i’m pullin’ out hair
‘member them days in the trap, i was high, i ain’t no fear
i was just down bad, i ain’t even have a f_ckin’ cash app, now i make ten in a minute
the sound surrounding the .9 millimeter, bullets go through the air like they singin’
i’m rich, i been doin’ this sh_t, i be spendin’ my money and throwin’ that sh_t for no reason
[verse]

woahh, these n_ggas be slow
why y’all puttin’ y’all faith in these hoes?
i ain’t wifin’ no b_tch with no goals
she wanna be free, tell’ ha lil ass go
get that ass you tryna be grown
got my racks by myself, on my own
she said, “why you treat me like a b_tch?”
’cause you ain’t treatin’ me like the goat
hood fav’, i was never unknown
been grindin’ out, all this sh_t shown
fifteen when i seen the bankroll
i cannot let a b_tch throw on my toes
i be chasin’ that bag, i don’t stroll
just left dallas, i just had a show

[chorus]
n_ggas’ll go get some ricks, some tight_ass pants, n_gga on go
brodie was talkin’ that sh_t now his b_tch on the market for sale
i caught him lackin’ in nieman, now i got him shoppin’ on grailed, he p_ssy for real
i don’t even got no deal, all in the house, i ain’t cuttin’ no check for no square
i be stressin’ a bag, n_gga, i’m pullin’ out hair
‘member them days in the trap, i was high, i ain’t no fear
i was just down bad, i ain’t even have a f_ckin’ cash app, now i make ten in a minute
the sound surrounding the .9 millimeter, bullets go through the air like they singin’
i’m rich, i been doin’ this sh_t, i be spendin’ my money and throwin’ that sh_t for no reason
[outro]
bop, bop, bop, bop

- pasto flocco

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