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letra de on sight - flxco3x

boy talking hot finna spin through his plex. ain’t bout nothin he chatting through text. heard he beating on fems boy that sh-t not a flex now we dropping your set finna make him upset like. he a b-tch he ain’t looking for req. he a gangster get put to the test. brody sent me a text said i got a new vest so i texted say less cause we ootin the best like. vicky on it he ready to up. heard the cops but he don’t give a f-ck. we catch e then hе ran out of luck if it’s up then it’s stuck then ain’t no giving up like. k a dеmon he keeping it tucked. fog n-ggas we coming up. and lil vicky he know how to pluck catch a opp in the store it ain’t no letting up. like f-ck it we in public. don’t care if they see better up it. got the knocks but ain’t never did nothing i tested your gangsta you never did nothing. everywhere n-ggas drop ktk. if i see dre puttin 2 to his. and lil jj don’t walk with a drac he just cap in his lyrics don’t live what he say. like diss on the gang. vicky see him he letting it flame. ain’t fog better stay in your lane. pull up on e finna see what he say. and that n-gga don’t walk with a flame but he still thinking that he put on for his gang. heard that boy riding d-ck for the fame if i catch him in person goin see how he came. ya know outside new bl!ck. vic see a opp don’t run don’t trip. talk sh-t while i’m rolling a spliff. thinking he gangster he living a myth. outside and we robbing his keys. know that you bluffing he faking he sleeze. vicky wiping his snot when he sneeze. he can get shot if he dissing the team

dumpin on sight you get put out the mission. said this once this is twice so we sh-ttin like. how many n-ggas got put in a blunt. i do what i want i don’t need no permission. bullets hit him we blinding his vision like. what he goin do n-ggas hope we don’t bleed him. creeping up better hope i don’t see you. play that sh-t back we goin give him a review. talk on my dead better hope i don’t reap you pull up late night in the v tryna seek you. flxco creep with the heat imma creep too. vicky you know what we do when we see who. bro couldn’t pick put his deads in a spliff. said he done he was moving real stiff. fatality crazy we breaking his ribs. might oot from the back he get hit in his liver. f-ck that b-tch give a f-ck i don’t miss her like. 2 on the hip let it rip it’s a blizzard. got shot couldn’t take the collision like how you go down when you started that mission. rest in p-ss on the list unexist him. poke what catch em all gotta get em. where his man’s i don’t care imma hit might check all the blocks i might have to just spin em. fog at the top yea we winning like ktk what get the f-ck out the building. if they start i might have to just finish. been done with these n-ggas they pushing my limits. ain’t bout money i ain’t doing business. might shoot up the block i’m not leaving a witness. like your mom said go clean up the dishes you wanna be hard you don’t live in the trenches

- flxco3x

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