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letra de at da party - dirstayflockin & goattalkk novaa

[intro]
yung dza

[hook: dirstayflockin]
we catch em lackin’ at da party, we gone make em dance
that micro drac, it got a coolin’ kit, i call it fan
i got this big glock on me, & this b-tch it never jam
i got the icky vicky, & i finger f-ck the switchy
it’s f-ck da opps, them b-tches be duckin’, but never see me
took off his face, told lil bro let’s go watch it back ‘n 3d
this b-tch she super freaky, love the way she suckin’ on me
we got the club jumpin’, run up on me kno’ we dumpin’

[verse: dirstayflockin]
she shakin’ ass up ‘n da back, i’m finna’ throw her sum
she shake dat sh-t, it’s super fat, i love da way it clap
its f-ck da opps, we spin’ dat block & den we double back

[verse: goattalkk novaa]
uh, big .223s up on this drill, this how you catch a hat
uh, i f-ck da b-tch, she twerk dat ass, love how she throw it back
uh, big hollow points up on this glock, i switch right to the mac
f-ck a band, i get a mill, you kno’ i gotta’ chase da bag
flock spin’ da v
i bounced out on em’, ain’t got no time no doublein’ back
[bridge: goattalkk novaa]
dissin’ on the net, ain’t got no time, b-tch come outside
uh, me & flock up ‘n da v, we catch em’ by surprise
i’m tryna’ slide, yell out spin, spin, i’m spinin’ wit’ my guys
i call up zar, zhy, flock, kap, i’m spinin’ wit the guys hold on
bounce out da v, all black wit’ my coat on
shoot the glock & them bullets they go long
been itchin’ to go on a drill, it’s been so long
the devil ‘n my ear, & you kno’ he gotta’ hold on
shoot the glock & them bullets gone fly
i bounce out da v, kno i stand for my guys
if you diss on da net, why the f-ck you gotta’ lie?
if it’s up to me, send yo ass ‘n da sky!

[hook: dirstayflockin & goattalkk novaa]
we catch em lackin’ at da party, we gone make em dance
that micro drac, it got a coolin’ kit, i call it fan
uh, we got them big glock f.n., kno it don’t never jam
i got the icky vicky, & i finger f-ck the switchy

[verse: goattalkk novaa]
uh, i take my drawls off, b-tch i’m leavin’, kno’ she love my d-cky
uh, nut on her stomach, feel i’m cumin’, say she feelin’ sicky
uh, you want a kid, b-tch what you doin? kno im tryna dippy
f-ck dat sh-t, you trippin b-tch, you kno’ ian tryna have no kiddy
[hook: dirstayflockin]
we catch em lackin’ at da party, we gone make em dance
that micro drac, it got a coolin’ kit, i call it fan
i got this big glock on me, & this b-tch it never jam
i got the icky vicky, & i finger f-ck the switchy
it’s f-ck da opps, them b-tches be duckin’, but never see me
took off his face, told lil bro let’s go watch it back ‘n 3d
this b-tch she super freaky (yung dza), love the way she suckin’ on me
we got the club jumpin’, run up on me kno’ we dumpin’

- dirstayflockin goattalkk novaa

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