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two for flinchin' - eratik lyrics

[produced by eratik; additional production by garrygocrae]

[intro: eratik]
(everybody get down!)

[verse 1: eratik]
you can’t take the hood out a n*gga
but you can take a n*gga out the hood (look)
i’m the type to pull up to the grammys, on my granny
with the homie, screaming out, “what’s good?”
(aye what’s hannin wood?)
never been afraid of being c*cky
i’ma stand on everything that we should
(everything that we should)
and if a n*gga try me, god d*mn
i’ma hit ‘em with the “wish a n*gga would” (bow)

[chorus: eratik]
(knowing what’s gon’ happen to you)
(i’m knowing what happened to you)
(knowing what’s gon’ happen to you)
(i’m knowing what hap*) (everybody get down!)
(knowing what’s gon’ happen to you)
(i’m knowing what happened to you) (dubg though)
(knowing what’s gon’ happen to you) (oti b*tch)
(i’m knowing what happened to you)
[verse 2: eratik]
look, i been goin’ crazy for a minute
so i hope these n*ggas get it when i say that i’m the best in the city
i was 19 in the ‘mont, whip the suv buick
like a n*gga had a civic if you hear me (ion think they hear you wood)
i could give a f*ck ‘bout a b*tch
tryna tell me who i am, what i had, what i was, or what it isn’t (nah)
last time i checked, i was checking out the checks through connects
mic up they can’t hear me, ah (aye, turn wood mic up though)
yeah, sh*t i’m on one
18, first check made, $187 for the day (light check)
d*mn, it’s a small one
i’m tryna get more than i made, can’t give in to the hate (dubg)
why would i listen to a n*gga that not only make the minimum wage
but minimum stay around you ‘cause the sh*t that you wage
like 16, i was hooping for the f*ck of it, but now if a n*gga shoot*
(everybody get down!)

[chorus: eratik] (1:14)
(knowing what’s gon’ happen to you)
(i’m knowing what happened to you)
(knowing what’s gon’ happen to you)
(i’m knowing what happened to you) (everybody get down!)
(knowing what’s gon’ happen to you)
(i’m knowing what happened to you)
(knowing what’s gon’ happen to you)
(i’m knowing what happened to you)
[bridge: eratik]
i can’t flinch, i can’t flinch, i can’t flinch (haa, wood scared)
where i’m from (dubg)
(aye, eratik, wood)
life’s a b*tch, i need this (f*ck all this singing sh*t)
i need this, and some more f* (tell them n*ggas what you really ‘bout)
(tell them n*ggas where they’d find a n*gga)

[verse 3: eratik]
look, you could find me in the cut (haa)
tryna make some motion
n*ggas talk ‘bout what it is, n*gga look at it was
sh*t, find me with dubs (dubg)
n*ggas used to play two for flinchin’
i ain’t flinching if a n*gga gotta bust (on woods)
sh*t, it’s all about the love
could never give a f*ck about a b*tch
but looking back, a b*tch was everything that certain n*ggas was
torn between being street and being smart
tryna fit in, when i had both on the cusps
‘member being on manchester
puffing out my chest when we’d slap box (hah, hah)
years later, almost got suspended tryna slap tops
heard he talking, ran up on him, tryna see him fall down (stupid)
suave there madder than me, so i had to calm down
the politicking at this school was more complex
can’t stomp on necks
it was more of a reality check
they tried to play me like i had no reason to be upset
so i walked the grad stage, wanting to see my princ*p*l stretched
[outro: eratik]
knowing what’s gon’ happen to you (yeah n*gga it’s like that)
i’m knowing what happened to you (on woods, it’s like that)
knowing what’s gon’ happen to you (these n*ggas don’t never fight back)
i’m knowing what hap* (y’all better get down or drown n*gga, sink or swim)
knowing what’s gon’ happen to you (oti, fwg sh*t n*gga)
i’m knowing what happened to you (stop playing with the gang)
knowing what’s gon’ happen to you (we been getting money)
i’m knowing what happened to you (we been on our sh*t n*gga)
y’all stupid if y’all thought we was losing
everytime we pop out, they notice us
everytime we pop out, they tryna join the gang, but they can’t
you gotta get to this rank baby
yeah, and we ain’t never flinched, or did no blinkin’, think about it
stop playing with us
oti sh*t n*gga
fwg though
woodside
and that’s still two for flinchin’ n*gga

- eratik lyrics

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