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Correct Flute Lyrics
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[Intro] Streets shook They say I'm next to blow, no flute, but this the hook And I'm just tryna have my mom livin' good On, ayy I was talkin' about I was out of there Next flight, I caught the next flight like I ain't been back ever since I don't know what the fuck goin' on I think they said they had a flood down there a couple days ago though, shit I don't know [Chorus] These crackers playin' dirty, streets shook They say I'm next to blow, no flute, but this the hook And now it's time to make decisions out the hood But I'm just tryna have my mama livin' good All these crackers playin' dirty, streets shook They say I'm next to blow, no flute, but this the hook And now it's time to make decisions out the hood But I'm just tryna have my mama livin' good [Verse 1] Rags to riches, bags and bitches come with all of that But you must've bumped your head, you think you takin' that You know I ran off with his pack, burned him, ain't talkin' track You know I'm mister take your sack, Mr. Buck the Jack Now I ain't gon' flex like YJB me, I ain't inventin' that But I can't let these crackers take me, I'm preventin' that But if you got it and I don't, bitch I'm stealin' that You know I'm all off in her kidneys tryna beat her back Lil Stupid said I fell off with him, Mimi took the flat IPhone ringing, daddy tryna get his TV back On number nine, that double K, we can go tit for tat I was in MIA, missin' in action, roger that, I'm gone [Chorus] These crackers playin' dirty, streets shook They say I'm next to blow, no flute, but this the hook And now it's time to make decisions out the hood But I'm just tryna have my mama livin' good All these crackers playin' dirty, streets shook They say I'm next to blow, no flute, but this the hook And now it's time to make decisions out the hood But I'm just tryna have my mama livin' good [Verse 2] I was gamblin' with my life, out here rollin' dice every day My people told me it's another route, just take the way Gotta make it happen, rob a nigga, sellin' shake I'm like it's doomsday today, you run up, I let it spray My niggas murder murder, I was slangin' double K (kill) Call her Anna Mae, she eat that cake cake cake As-Salaam-Alaikum, we gon' hide him in the lake Tied his legs to some weight so he won't float to get away My cousin really pimpin', swangin' hoes where he stay But mama always told me don't do dirt at where you lay All about my chips, not no fuckin' Frito Lays I like them blue hundreds 'cause Ben light up my face Call the Glock a pistol 'cause a pen do not erase Lil bruh he counterfeit, damn, I found out he fake I'm really with the shits, diarrhea, smelly stank My nigga up his tool, nah bitch this ain't no paint, ayy, Quay [Chorus] These crackers playin' dirty, streets shook They say I'm next to blow, no flute, but this the hook And now it's time to make decisions out the hood But I'm just tryna have my mama livin' good All these crackers playin' dirty, streets shook They say I'm next to blow, no flute, but this the hook And now it's time to make decisions out the hood But I'm just tryna have my mama livin' good
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