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flatline - fly union lyrics

[intro: jayswifa (fly union)]
yeah, i’m floatin’, high up and i’m coastin’
got a cup of that potion, walkin’ in slow motion
she seen a n-gga on stage, and i got all open
trying not to fornicate, in deep sea, not ocean
i done came up in a long time, attackin’ it, k-9
just hit me on that phone line, hit me on that phone line
she love me cause i’m her only, listen to my story
if you don’t know me by now then you probably never know me

[verse 1: jayswifa (fly union)]
we going hard, full throttle, drinking henn out the bottle
lamping out on fairfax, and looking for a model
my n-ggas out here stunting, just keep it a hundred
young og’s and we run it, young og’s and we run it

[bridge: jayswifa (fly union)]
don’t get out of line, don’t get out of line
don’t get out of line, don’t get out of line
don’t get out of line, don’t get out of line
don’t get out of line, don’t get out of line

[hook: jayswifa (fly union)]
i know a girl named mercedes, drives a mercedes
she pick me up sometimes and go ride around the city
now where i’m from that northside, where n-ggas lay you flatline, n-ggas lay you flatline
knockout, nap time

[verse 2: iyeball (fly union)]
same sh-t, different day
n-gga like me in that same trap
these days i get double pay, how you feel about that?
b-tch all on my d-ck, told her watch out for my strap
hit her once and i let her go, and i bet i never get back
all the sh-t that i do, these garbage n-ggas can’t do that
that’s why they holler your name, and all the hoes is like, “who that?”
i’m like, “true that!” i balloon cash, that double time, that holiday pay
3 o’clock and i’m vibin’ out and these n-ggas think i’m on vacay
hit the range with a bad b-tch, she popping off with that ak
rat-a-tat with a half a carat on her pinky ring, that swag sh-t
ooh baby your bang face, tell these hoes they got nothing for you
tell these n-ggas to kick rocks unless they pull it out and get to bucking for you

[bridge: jayswifa (fly union)]

[verse 3: jerreau (fly union)]
rhetorical, is it cheating if you don’t get caught?
tell me who place fair, laissez faire
i’m in too deep, only coming up for air
been here, like nothing new
to all the girls singing along to they loving the crew
they was talking ’bout you, we just point and laugh like, “who’s who?”
i don’t kiss and tell, no pda, no xo, no tic-tac-toe
no love games, f-ck out of here like you can’t stay, you can’t stay
you probably right, i’m probably wrong
i’m running sh-t, probably stepped in it
and i party hard, get off my d-ck
the last 6 months i been celibate
the back of the vip [?], that’s where you find me
the front of the vip, i’m macking hoes, my crew behind me
no, i don’t f-ck with n-ggas that don’t f-ck with me
no, i don’t f-ck with n-ggas
i took the bait, she invited me over, you was out of the state
i’m sorry, what you want me to say? long as you love her
i don’t judge ’em, i just can’t trust ’em
my karma gone be a motherf-cka’, balling in balmain muhf-cka’
feeling durant at the rucker, f-cka’
f-ck out of here, i been here, like yesterday, like yesteryear
i need a porsche to change gears
and i’m styling on ’em, make ’em change gear
being broke the only thing i fear
gotta sell a mill for the 2012
and next year, take off your [?] girl get over here

[hook: jerreau (fly union)]
i know a girl named mercedes, drives a mercedes
she pick me up sometimes and go ride around the city
now where i’m from that southside, where n-ggas lay you flatline, n-ggas lay you flatline
knockout, nap time

- fly union lyrics

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