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letra de if you need it (remix) - flyboijay

[into: flyboijay]
aye!
woo!
flyboi n-gg-!
woo!

[hook: flyboijay]
n-gg- never had a beamer
i just want gas out the cleaner (skrt skrt)
bro he a felon a demon
these n-gg-s ain’t got no work don’t believe ’em
since a youngin’ i been schemin’
i been hard headed for no reason
n-gg-s switched up like the seasons
flyboi the last real n-gg- breathing (flyboi gang)
yo b-tch love when i’m speaking
she gone f-ck and suck the team on the weekend
you kiss her but she swallow s-m-n
sorry my n-gg- but that is not pleasing
i’m a blessing like i’m sneezing
k!lling the game they thought i was cheating
they sleeping on me tempurpedic
time to give ’em what they want cause they need it

[verse 1: flyboijay]
n-gg-s keep saying i’m ducking (who?)
pull up lil n-gg- stop bluffing
ain’t really worried bout nothing
laughing at these n-gg-s boy i be chuckling
n-gg-s soft like a puppet
don’t f-ck with n-gg-s uncle ruckus
yeah i here these n-gg-s bucking
boy ya better hope you lucky
but i really be on my own sh-t
on some f-cking level me ‘lone sh-t
don’t need a b-tch, i’m on my own d-ck
said the was down but the gone’ quit
michael vick i’m on my dog sh-t
swept yo b-tch like a broom stick
shawty wanna join the movement
don’t be mad cause your lil b-tch choosing
she call me, say she wanna do me
told her pull up we finna make a movie
she keep it wet like jacuzzi
she like the way that i smack on her booty (d-mn!)
to keep it real i just be cooling
everything on me that sh-t is exclusive
don’t care what you lil n-gg-s doing
just want my money not talking bout lil uzi (what else?)
can’t f-ck with these n-gg-s the goofy (what else?)
n-gg-s be acting to moody (what else?)
most of these n-gg-s is fruity
n-gg-s too wishy washy like a smoothie
all these b-tches really floozy
but swear they bad and they boujee
ain’t never care bout some coochie
at the end of the day i be gucci
just like dale he raw like some sushi
he really turn up with the music
see i had to come to conclusions
ain’t nothing like these rap groupies
never sneak diss i’m just proving
hop on the beat let a n-gg- abuse it
he say he better than me i’m just cruising
he say he fresher than me boy you stupid
can’t steal my sauce
n-gg- you can’t use it
too many bars like an inst-tution
schooling these n-gg-s, thought i was a student
forced myself in the game i’m intruding
they say chill, why you going so ruthless
if we got a problem i’m the solution
don’t got no feelings i think i’m inhuman
had to come back from them l’s no more losing

[outro: flyboijay]
lil b-tch!
flyboi in this b-tch n-gg-

- flyboijay

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