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letra de no flag (demo) - london on da track

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[intro: 21 savage]
woah, woah
n-ggas tryna clone me tryna make another me, aye
n-ggas tryna clone and tryna make another me
woah, woah

[verse 1: 21 savage]
n-ggas tryna clone and tryna make another me
my baby momma b-tching, but she still be f-cking me
you blowing up her phone and she steady sucking me
woah, woah, you a sucker, sucker
i got her bent over, finna f-ck her, f-ck her
them boys police them n-ggas undercover
lil’ b-tch that p-ssy so dry you finna break the rubber
i done took a n-gga life and i’ll take another

[chorus: 21 savage & pusha t]
young n-gga pull up gon’ spaz
young n-gga got that bag
young n-gga run the jazz
n-gga we ain’t goin’ out sad
y’all n-ggas goin’ out bad
y’all n-ggas hang around feds
y’all n-ggas make a n-gga laugh
y’all n-ggas make a n-gga laugh
n-gga we ain’t throwing no flags
n-gga we ain’t throwing no flags
n-gga we ain’t throwing no flags
n-gga we ain’t throwing no flags
n-gga we ain’t throwing no flags
n-gga we ain’t throwing no flags
n-gga we ain’t throwing no flags
n-gga we ain’t throwing no flags (no, woah)
[verse 2: pusha t]
you worried about another n-gga riches, ain’t ya?
y’all b-tches still f-ckin’ snitches, ain’t ya?
there’s something ’bout your jewelry that tells me it’s rented
that green car didn’t come with that rollie, now did it?
dope boy gettin’ that cash, my b-tch ain’t got a ass
dropped ten bands and bag, ’bout two ten on dash
that’s my horse and carriage, t-shirt came from paris
your diamonds embarrass, my diamonds the rarest
saint laurent just sent me sh-t for no reason (ooh!)
saint laurent just sent me sh-t for four seasons (ooh!)
i done f-cked your b-tch in every four seasons (yuugh!)
i can drop my top in any four seasons (err!)
got a crash course in passports, and flying b-tches through airports
in furry slippers, with her hair pulled, in black leggings, sippin’ red bull

[chorus: 21 savage & pusha t]
young n-gga pull up gon’ spaz (push)
young n-gga got that bag (push)
young n-gga runnin’ that jazz (ooh!)
n-gga we ain’t goin’ out sad (yuugh!)
y’all n-ggas goin’ out bad
y’all n-gga hang around feds
y’all n-ggas make a n-gga laugh
y’all n-ggas make a n-gga laugh
n-gga we ain’t throwing no flags
n-gga we ain’t throwing no flags
n-gga we ain’t throwing no flags
n-gga we ain’t throwing no flags
n-gga we ain’t throwing no flags
n-gga we ain’t throwing no flags
n-gga we ain’t throwing no flags
n-gga we ain’t throwing no flags
[open verse]

[chorus: 21 savage]
young n-gga pull up gon’ spaz’
young n-gga got that bag
uh, yeah, yeah
young n-gga run the jazz
n-gga we ain’t goin’ out sad
y’all n-ggas goin’ out bad
who? bad, hahaha
y’all n-gga hang around feds
y’all n-ggas make a n-gga laugh
y’all n-ggas make a n-gga laugh
n-gga we ain’t throwing no flags
n-gga we ain’t throwing no flags
n-gga we ain’t throwing no flags
n-gga we ain’t throwing no flags
n-gga we ain’t throwing no flags
n-gga we ain’t throwing no flags
n-gga we ain’t throwing no flags
b-tch we ain’t throwing no flags
b-tch we ain’t throwing no flags
b-tch we ain’t throwing no flags
b-tch we ain’t throwing no flags

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