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• Artiste: Kay Flock
• Titre: Outta Luck
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Many niggas, they know I perform The whole city, they know I put on .30s and beams when the choppas get drawn Said he like that, let's see what he on Oh he tough? Got a beam on the Glock, can't duck (On the Glock, can't duck) Outta luck, nigga ran on his bitch, got bluff (Bitch, got bluff) Moving wock' with the chop' Dirty stick on me, I don't wanna box Let off shots, watch 'em bop Hollows, they dance, they runnin’, won't stop I get muddy, I don't do Ciroc Need a baddie like Cardi to shake up the spot I get muddy, I don't do Ciroc Need a baddie like Cardi to shake up the spot I get muddy, I don't do Ciroc Need a baddie like Cardi to shake up the spot Slide from both sides, we gon' wrap this shit up likе a bowtie Don't fold 'cause I know I'ma blow mine My gun camе with a safety, I broke mine (Think I broke mine) Many niggas, they know I perform The whole city, they know I put on .30s and beams when the choppas get drawn (Blrrd) Said he like that, let's see what he on (Big blrrd) Oh he tough? (Huh?) Got a beam on the Glock, can't duck (On the Glock, can't duck, blrrd, blrrd) Outta luck, nigga ran on his bitch, got bluff (Bitch, got bluff, Blrrd, blrrd) Ayy, ayy I slide in a hellcat with a Glock, baby Bad bitch front seat, look like [?] Fox (She bad) On the block everybody got a chop' [?] cops (Ayy, ayy) Ayy, ayy we spinnin’ (Spinnin') Everybody tryna rob, everybody catch a body, everybody slang iron, we sinnin’ These niggas ain’t street, they ain’t shit like me Nigga tell 'em how the fuck we twinnin’ (Twinnin') Nigga, fuck new friend with the metal to their head 'cause they was down bad for women And it been like this since the beginnin’ (On God) And it been like this from the start (On God) We slidin’, we switchin’ the stolen cars (Stolen cars) I'm so quick to hop out with semi, run down with the heaterm send shots to your heart (On God) And most of these rappers nigga bitches, we catchin’ 'em slippin’ and shooting at stars (Stars) My grandma told me God forgive him when I wack a nigga Draco pray to god Many niggas, they know I perform (They know that) The whole city, they know I put on .30s and beams when the choppas get drawn Said he like that, let's see what he on Oh he tough? Got a beam on the Glock, can't duck (On the Glock, can't duck) Outta luck, nigga ran on his bitch, got bluff (Bitch, got bluff) Many niggas, they know I perform The whole city, they know I put on .30s and beams when the choppas get drawn Said he like that, let's see what he on Oh he tough? Got a beam on the Glock, can't duck (On the Glock, can't duck) Outta luck, nigga ran on his bitch, got bluff (Bitch, got bluff)