letra de no white flags - destroy lonely
[intro]
(yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah) (yeah, real red flag) (yeah-yeah)
(ginseng, where are you?)
(yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah) (yeah, he got a real red flag) (yeah-yeah)
(yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah) (yeah, he got a real red flag) (yeah-yeah)
[chorus]
yeah, yeah-yo
what my slime say? no white flags
my boy got a red flag, yeah, real red rag
my boy sip that red sh-t, yeah, he do that, do that
yeah, my boy on that x sh-t, yeah, he do that, do that
yeah, i count up some real cash, got a real big bag
yeah, smoke ’bout them blue hunnids, you can get toe tagged
oh yeah, i love gettin’ new money, b-tch, i do that, do that
yeah, when i come through fresh as f-ck, they like, who that, who that
[verse 1]
and i’m smokin’ on pressure, but you knew that, knew that
okay, she fresh, i’m finna undress her and she wit’ that, wit’ that
can’t fold under pressure, that sh-t’ll tell a b-tch n-gga get back
yeah-oh, f-ck n-gga, get back, yeah, i’ma blow his sh-t back
red, red, red flag, sh-t, i think i heard that b-tch say redrum
white coat, red pint, yeah, pour it up, goodnight, i’m geeked up
dead man walkin’, zombies everywhere, man, we just serve the junkies
what i smoke, this sh-t is skunkin’, blowin’ down the whole onion
rock designer sh-t from saint laurent to the other sh-t these n-ggas not on
if you catch a bad b-tch, better bring her in and don’t treat her wrong
f-ck boy, outside in these streets, no, he not comin’ home
my ho’ drippin’, real on fleek, yeah, she rockin’ des garçons
[bridge]
yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah
yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah
yeah, yeah-yeah
yeah, yeah-yeah (real redrum)
yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah
[chorus]
yeah, yeah-yo
what my slime say? no white flags
my boy got a red flag, yeah, real red rag
my boy sip that red sh-t, yeah, he do that, do that
yeah, my boy on that x sh-t, yeah, he do that, do that
yeah, i count up some real cash, got a real big bag
yeah, smoke ’bout them blue hunnids, you can get toe tagged
oh yeah, i love gettin’ new money, b-tch, i do that, do that
yeah, when i come through fresh as f-ck, they like, who that, who that
[verse 2]
yeah, i’ma press on the gas and i pull off the exit
yeah, my boy in that demon, he revin’ the engine
yeah, my b-tch a lil’ angel, oh yeah, she so s-xy
yeah, she tell me to pull up, she said that she ready
i’m like, “yeah, okay,” i’m like, “yeah, okay”
i’m like, “alright, yeah,” i’m like, “yeah-yeah”
i’m like, “yeah, okay,” i’m like, “yeah, okay”
[outro]
what my slime say? yeah, no white flags
he got a real red rag, he got a real red flag
i count real deal cash, i gotta real big bag
yeah, okay, oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
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