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letra de dante - yung flex

[intro]
let’s rock!

[verse]
feel like dante with them glocks up
p-ssy n-gga b-tchin’, caught the switch, and now he chalked up
wet that n-gga block, spin again and, ah, sh-t (f-ck)
wet that n-gga block, spin again and leave ’em mopped up
n-ggas just be yappin’, he ain’t really what he chalked up
i ain’t with the cappin’, get to scr-ppin’ if you talk tough
ayy, and i’m grippin’ on that nina
if that n-gga talkin’ crazy, then we flippin’ sh-t like cena
okay, wizard with the sh-t, just like my first name was selena
okay, which one would i pick if i’m gon’ hit him with the heater?
uh, wet ’em up like hurricanes, like, call up f.e.m.a
you could pull up with your gang, i’ll murk your dog, like call up p.e.t.a
uh, puffin’ on that [?], the choppa cut ’em like a fascist
told that boy, “pick up thе pace”, it must be ’cause hе got no traction
wipe that look up off your face, lil’ b-tch, you not really ’bout action
if i heard him talkin’ crazy, i’ma leave him in the past tense
b-b-b-tch, i’m with that nine like corey, okay
b-tch, i’m with that nine like corey taylor back in ’02
couldn’t find a reason that they hatin’, i don’t know you
f-ck what n-ggas sayin’, get to flamin’, choppa roast you
uh, danny phantom, i might ghost you
ridin’ round your city with that heater, i might toast you
know my choppa hungry, b-tch, gon’ eat you like some soul food
chase up on the beat, he goin’ stupid like he supposed to
actin’ like i’m lackin’, nah, i got it in my pocket, b-tch
walk in this b-tch smacked, i’m on the moon, just like a rocketship
heard that boy was talkin’, get to stalkin’, i might rock a b-tch
heard that boy was plottin’, ain’t on nothing, that boy soft as sh-t
that n-gga a joke, you want the smoke just like a new vape
just another mornin’, caught him lackin’ on a tuesday
know these n-ggas mad, they want me screamin’, but i’m too based
walk in this b-tch gleamin’, know i’m fresher than some toothpaste
i can’t f-ck with you if you ain’t gang, ’cause n-ggas two-faced
yoppa get to boomin’, got him movin’ like a new place
i be doin’ me, could give a f-ck about what you say
shoot ’til that b-tch cl!ck and that b-tch kickin’ like it’s liu kang
[outro]
feel like dante with them glocks up
p-ssy n-gga b-tchin’, caught the switch, and now he chalked up
wet that n-gga block, spin again and, ah, f-ck (sh-t)
wet that n-gga block, spin again and leave ’em mopped up
don’t get your sh-t rocked, it’s shïnï gäng
get right or get left, p-p-p-ssy, it’s shïnï gäng sh-t

- yung flex

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