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letra de swish / use 2 - flee & stoopidxool

[hook: flee]
f-ck it up, f-ck it up, f-ck it up
i stole her heart, i stuck it up
i just be f-ckin’ the p-ssy up
left hook, right hook, uppercut uppercut
yeah bravado’s, yeah amiri’s
yeah my opps, yeah can’t get near me

n-ggas wanna act like me
n-ggas wanna rap like me
n-ggas wanna flex like me
wanna cop that check like me
i thank god every day he keep blessin’ me
got no time for no hoes they be stressin’ me

[verse 1: flee]
i don’t do subliminals or sneak diss (ayy)
when i see you, let you know what it is (ayy)
anytime i shoot my shot i don’t miss (ayy)
anytime i shoot my shot it go swish (ayy)

n-ggas wanna act like me
n-ggas wanna rap like me
n-ggas wanna flex like me
wanna cop that check like me
i thank god every day he keep blessin’ me
got no time for no hoes they be stressin’ me

[verse 2: flee]
got no time for no hoes, that’s a no no
i got gucci on my clothes, this not polo
came in with ghostgang, i’m not dolo
b-tch you gotta g-ngb-ng, ain’t no solos
you only live once, tell her yolo
i hit it from the back and she “oh no,”
treat my d-ck like a blunt and she smoke smoke
call me by my government like i’m cuomo

[verse 3: brent faiyaz]
f-ck you lookin’ at me for?
broke -ss n-ggas get repo’d
hit a lil’ stain, took yo chain
p-ssy -ss n-ggas get debo’d
don’t lose your life
tryna earn your stripes
that sh-t ain’t worth it
n-ggas get k!lled on purpose
i done seen n-ggas get k!lled for nothing, just tryna get a lil’ somethin’
just tryna get some bread, just tryna get some- (ooh yeah)
just tryna shake the feds, i’m just tryna do what i can
devil wanna drag me under
these hating n-ggas want me dead

n-ggas wanna act like me
n-ggas wanna rap like me
n-ggas wanna flex like me
wanna cop that check like me
i thank god every day he keep blessin’ me
got no time for no hoes they be stressin’ me

[outro: flee]
i can’t even be broke like i used to, make jokes like i used to
i can’t chill with my bros like i used to, f-ck hoes like i used to
paparazzi tryna run up on me but i fled
they tryna crucify me for the things i said
brent just told ya’ll these hating n-ggas want us dead
feel like [?] and i hear voices in my head
i cannot tell if its [?] i know it’s cause the meds
they tell me break up with my b-tch and go and chase the bread
bought them ice cubes and then again i call you craig
bought them flintstones and ya’ll watching them call you fred
icy like a sled
but i can never be broke like i used to, make jokes like i used to
i can’t chill with my bros like i used to, f-ck hoes like i used to

- flee stoopidxool

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