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tg flockaa - mixed emotions كلمات الأغنية

[intro: lexi yayde & tg flockaa]
i want you to drunk text me (elvis, rrah)
saying you still need me (gang, gang, gang, yozora)
tell me i’m not like her (rrah)
i made you happier (rrah, rrah, rrah)
i want you to drunk text me (gang)
just empty it all out, please (gang, gang, gang)
tell me you f_cked this up (like, what?)
tell me you’re still in love (gang)

[verse: tg flockaa]
real n_gga, always stood on business (i did)
straight n_gga who don’t got no feelings
i know i’ma make it ’cause i got the feeling
them n_ggas who doubt it, they really gon’ feel it (they will)
lot of n_ggas really tried to backdoor me (they did)
think we cool, but this sh_t never over
i catch you in traffic, i’m runnin’ you over
i stay off a perc’, yeah, i never be sober (i don’t)
in my feelings, i’m thinkin’ ’bout jb (uh_huh)
reminiscin’, this sh_t really crazy
picked you up from your crib on a daily
i got you for life, ain’t n0body gon’ play me
before n_ggas k!ll me, the judge gotta slay me
’cause on bro, i’ma catch me a body
and that jail sh_t not for n0body
free all my bros that’s knocked for the body
can’t lack, no way, gotta keep that
free kay flock, doa soon be back
on the touchdown, bust down rollie
i’ma still go and get it even though you don’t need that
if she runnin’ her mouth, i’ma feed that
ask where i’m at, i don’t know, i’ma be back
i just feel like i’m losin’ my mind
i ain’t f_ckin’ with n_ggas, they know where i be at
n_ggas need to take care of they kids, on my d_ck while i’m doin’ the bid
got locked, i was takin’ that risk
i was totin’ that chop, why the f_ck would i slip?
don’t lack, don’t run, don’t trip
smokin’ on notti, he a d_ck
dumb lil’ n_gga should’ve stayed with his grip
and they know what i’m on when i bend through they strip
ayo, kenzo, pass me the gun
hop out the v, just watch them n_ggas run
and they know i ain’t goin’ for nothin’
if you droppin’ the 5, then it’s up and it’s stuck
like, what? what the f_ck? you ain’t ever do nothin’
pop two percs, and i’m bustin’
go through the 8, i don’t ever see nothin’, like
and you don’t gotta act for the internet
boy, you p_ssy, when you ever bended back?
same n_gga, i ain’t ever switch a set
talk on jb, n_ggas wishin’ for they death
catch a oy n_gga, then he gettin’ left
n_ggas makin’ movies for the internet
n_ggas know that we ain’t really into that
bendin’ blocks, yeah, we into that
catch an opp, push his fitted back
when you flock? you ain’t did it yet
smokin’ rah, mix it with the mex’
on they block with flock, bro had a tec
and i’m tired of these fake_ass rappers
catch ’em in traffic, they be movin’ faster
i’ma make it, so why would it matter?
the opps on my d_ck ’cause i’m smokin’ on cather
n_ggas tough when they off them percs (like, what?)
only tough when they off the lean
but this sh_t ain’t really what it seem ’cause i just got a glock and it came with a beam
i can’t wait ’til they run into me
do ’em like—, leave ’em right on the street
actin’ tough, i’ma knock out your t__th
i ain’t duckin’ from no one, y’all know where i be
n_ggas tough when they off them percs (like, what?)
only tough when they off the lean
but this sh_t ain’t really what it seem ’cause i just got a glock and it came with a beam
i can’t wait ’til they run into me
do ’em like—, leave ’em right on the street
actin’ tough, i’ma knock out your t__th
i ain’t duckin’ from no one, y’all know where i be
[outro: lexi yayde & tg flockaa]
i want you to drunk text me (like, what? gang, gang, gang, gang)
just empty it all out, please (jb gang, mezzy gang, jayrip gang, nazzy gang)
tell me you f_cked this up (like, what? grrah, grrah, boom)
tell me you’re still in love with me (5th to the sev, big doa, like, what?)
i want you to drunk text me
saying you still need me
tell me i’m not like her
i made you happier

- tg flockaa

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