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letra de flute - bandgang lonnie bands

[intro]
my life, n-gga
(come on p)
i took, ayy
hold on

[verse 1]
he shook, he’s mad i elevated
(mad) hold on
these suckers mad that they took the escalator
and i took the elevator
to the penthouse
lil’ b-tch told me park it later, shake the white house
yeah, i got the presi’ date dated
they just run they mouth, k!ll myself before i get assassinated
f-ck is a drop? we the reason all these fiends get cremated
overdose, give ’em narcan when i sell it to ’em
huh, they know it’s strong, ain’t my fault he over, he drug abusin’
got a birdie phone, ten of them pairs, they get to talkin’
same jersey on, yeah, i’m with the same team still hoopin’
uh, put a n-gga on the floor, uh, we alley-hooped him, huh
got that w-lly wonka blow, uh, oompa loompa
we don’t throw them parties no more, we throw paloozas
i throw cut, bro throw ‘bows, tuh, i call him luda

[chorus]
huh, huh, i sent that one sh-t out of town, i’ma orchestrate it
huh, i sent them boys to lay you down, i’m an orchestator
f-ck you gon’ do when the flute get to playin’?
n-gga, huh
what the f-ck you gon’ do when the flute get to playin’?
n-gga, i got the violin, came with the band, they brought the drums with ’em
shaolin, wu-tang klan, we ghostfaced your k!ller
mount ends, these ain’t oxy heads, they want the fent’ prescriptions
ten thousand, put it on your head, they put a dent in it, huh
[verse 2]
n-gga, pull up on that drophead, n-gga, with the drac’ singin’
how the f-ck i’m not dead and i dissed your dead people?
could’ve gave your b-tch a kid, but the b-tch ate my s-m-n
my young fiend, he snortin’, he is my oldhead, love them needles
what the f-ck you gon’ do, you hear that violin?
tuh, i send hitters with the flute, they get violent
you see my jewels? if that sh-t surroundin’ my eyelids
took the rollie on a cruise, got the yacht on my left hand
all my motherf-ckin’ palms always itchin’ (always itchin’)
all my motherf-ckin’ young dogs so vicious
n-gga, they into murder business
i’m into birds and chickens, yeah, i t-rd on n-ggas
huh, they said i fell off, huh, tuh
n-gga, what’s the nerve of n-ggas?
lil’ nerdy n-ggas, lil’ scurry n-ggas
y’all really soft, call y’all lil’ n-ggas cotton pickers

[chorus]
i sent that one sh-t out of town, i’ma orchestrate it
huh, i sent them boys to lay you down, i’m an orchestator
f-ck you gon’ do when the flute get to playin’?
n-gga, huh
what the f-ck you gon’ do when the flute get to playin’?
n-gga, i got the violin, came with the band, they brought the drums with ’em
shaolin, wu-tang klan, we ghostfaced your k!ller
mount ends, these ain’t oxy heads, they want the fent’ prescriptions
ten thousand, put it on your head and they put a dent in it

- bandgang lonnie bands

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