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letra de make a movie (remix) - kay flock

[into: fivio & kay flock]
(make a movie)
yeah
(make a song, make a dance, make a record)
huh
(elvis)
yeah
(a lau on the beat)
grrah, grrah-grrah (baow)
grrah, grrah (put it on me), yeah, huh

[chorus: kay flock & fivio]
gbg, we been slidin’ for weeks (skrrt)
walk down gang, face shot, no v (baow)
and b-tch, is you ridin’ for me?
big ebk, who you linin’ for me?
like hop out (yeah), dougie, he flockin’ for he
not doa, you ain’t slidin’ for we (nah)
bullets punchin’, no boxin’ wit’ me (bullets punchin’, no boxin’ wit’ me)
(baow, baow, baow)

[verse 1: kay flock]
clip ’em (get him), if he try to run when we slidin’, we hit him, like
we tricked him, like (tricked him, like)
thottie she lined him, shе got him, we blitzed him
hang out the window, likе i’m tryna rick ’em (ricky)
keep cl!ckin’, i go wit’ the rhythm (grrah-grrah)
beam on his back, i make sure i won’t miss him (miss him)
he dead, now his homies miss him (he dead)
and i thought that i told y’all before (like)
bet y’all lil’ n-ggas do not want war
put the k to your face when i kick down the door
like, i’m tryna spin through the 4’s (like)
tell porter to park, i’ma hop out and toss (like, wait)
after that, get low to the floor (like)
i do what i want, give a f-ck ’bout a boss
lost jb, i ain’t losin’ no more (grrah)

[chorus: kay flock & fivio]
gbg, we been slidin’ for weeks (huh)
walk down gang, face shot, no v (grrt, baow)
and b-tch, is you ridin’ for me?
big ebk, who you linin’ for me? (baow, baow, baow)
like hop out, dougie, he flockin’ for he
not doa, you ain’t slidin’ for we (nah)
bullets punchin’, no boxin’ wit’ me (baow) (bullets punchin’, no boxin’ wit’ me)

[verse 2: fivio]
kay got me back on a slide on a opp if i wanna (skrrt)
i make it hot if i wanna (baow)
he talkin’ crazy all year, n-ggas’ll die at the top of the summer (baow)
they know how i rock, they know how i come, look, huh
he wasn’t a opp, but he from that block (naw), we don’t care, we just wanted the numbers (baow)
you know how we comin’ through, huh
different cities we be runnin’ through (baow)
you not a big homie, so how is he under you?
you say you tough, n-gga show me a gun or two (baow, baow, baow-baow)
yeah, you say you tough, n-gga show me a gun or two, huh
as soon as you tell us where you at, my n-ggas’ll come at you (skrrt, baow, baow)
send me the addy, it give me a rush
we got ’em back but it wasn’t enough
we want more, n-gga it’s stuck
and his main b-tches givin’ him up (grrt-grrt, baow)
that n-gga’ll die tryna get a nut
that n-gga done died tryna get a nut (uh)
[chorus: kay flock & fivio]
gbg, we been slidin’ for weeks (huh)
walk down gang, face shot, no v (grrt, baow)
and b-tch, is you ridin’ for me?
big ebk, who you linin’ for me? (baow, baow, baow)
like hop out, dougie, he flockin’ for he
not doa, you ain’t slidin’ for we (nah)
bullets punchin’, no boxin’ wit’ me (bullets punchin’, no boxin’ wit’ me)

- kay flock

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