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detriot flow 3 - hitemupty lyrics

{intro}
aye i’m not a rapper but i can rap like y’all detroit…
wait this detroit flow 3 y’all should already know this by now
man f*ck the intro n*gga hitemupty and jaymoneyy
gang
{hitemupty}
uh gang just hit a b*tch from class
shawty 4dg she came around the gang and got passed
hit a n*gga with a double pump and ian talking gas
he thought he was hard so we left em laying in the grass
{jaymoneyy}
left em in the grass we done stomped his ass out
i done made a couple bands i had to go and cash out
every time you in the crib but b*tch we on your ass now
but ain’t no playing with this sh*t we bringing in the bag now
{hitemupty}
yeah we bringing in the bag not the cash but the bodies
i be feeling like scotty your b*tch calling me a hottie
ima put her on the list but is she nice or is she naughty?
and she green i hit first link i caught another body (on gang)
yeah shawty green but ian chasing you
spent a couple hunnit time to trap until i make a few
caught em lacking f*ck n*gga outside i see the b*tch you
but these n*gga stupid night out with the homies who you running to?
night out with the homies who you running to we on your ass
creeping just like covid i be sliding with a f*cking mask
put you in a strain we gone smoke you like some f*cking gas
since you wanna die we gone k!ll you yeen gotta ask
pew pew pew that’s the sound of a big glock
put a silencer up on that b*tch and make his heart stop
talking sh*t gone get left at the bottom like a bus stop
and we ain’t talking music when we tell you it’s a new drop
brodie really hogging puff puff pass i told him pass the weed
yeah we really shooters we ain’t boxing we ain’t f*cking creed
i was in the friend zone i got out i gave that hoe my seed
i can hop up on the beat and bark but ian f*cking speed
b*tch i’m not a rapper play with me and i’m gone rap a n*gga
tryna make some money i got different ways to trap a n*gga
30 shots bussing out the glock make sure we clap a n*gga
and you ain’t getting sh*t for free so don’t you ask me for no f*cking picture
how you in the crib at 23 boy where yo car at?
he was tryna run from us he didn’t get that far yet
bullets hit his face incase he didn’t get that scar yet
got a groupie tryna f*ck me she keep asking where lamar at? (lcf)
i’m just doing this for fun so ain’t no writing sh*t
we gone pull up ight
tell em fight this
glizzy in my pocket look like lizzo cause it’s a big b*tch
b*tch i’m pulling up like tyler herro but this ain’t game 6 yeah we take sticks
yeah we take sticks and your b*tch yeah she take d*ck (d*mn)
shawty in the gym working out so she stay fit
hit her from the back with aggression so she stay thick
she don’t even like for you to f*ck her she say bae quit
i’m a rockstar playing gta and get your car fliched
n*gga called me asking bout a pound he got the whole six
putting names up in my song ain’t what i do cause he a whole b*tch
tried to duck a shot just like the matrix got the whole clip
he was tryna duck them shots like his ass was in the matrix
catching bodies just like tom brady playing for the patriots
b*tch i’m feeling like itachi cause i’m living off of hatred
b*tch i’m only f*cking 10’s ian gone f*ck you if you basic
f*cking on this b*tch and she mad ion give a f*ck
toss it to the back curl up the side and told her suck it up
i done seen a…
d*mn i done f*cked it up
stop tryna act though get out the streets b*tch you ain’t cut enough
get up out them streets you ain’t tough boy you soft as h*ll
posting guns on insta b*tch you know that you not built for jail
heard you paying for the p*ssy asking b*tches for the sale
dissing on the gram we gone send yo mans in the mail
yeah money green like i’m piccolo
call a b*tch tell her come to the crib and suck this pickle hoe
sh*t tryna get a key but i walked in cause this a open door
you n*ggas probably cap bout everything but this sh*t on the floor
shawty insecure she always talking bout her flaws
ion really give a f*ck i just put d*ck up in her jaws
and like giannis she a freak and she be playing with the b*lls
shawty really weird as h*ll she tryna wear a n*gga drawls
yeah b*tch stop playing you know i’m a dog
ima put this b*tch up in his face even at the mall
n*ggas tryna score without a team you ain’t got a ball
you can catch me with the gang i’m throwing dimes like i’m chris paul
tsst tsst that’s the sound of the taser
ian missing shots cause the gun got a laser
cutting b*tches off you would’ve thought i had a razor
his daughter is a hoe cause daddy didn’t know how to raise her (d*mn)
yeah we at the end but this ain’t finish line
gotta keep my verse short cause n*ggas running outta time
n*ggas in the trap squeezing that glock like it’s a limit line
if you play with ty then we gone bust ya head and that’s the last time
uh gang she really a fiend
hit her with aggression from the back she say i’m acting mean
shawty p*ssy bald as h*ll man i thought she was mr clean
clap clap clap
now i’m passing to the team (on gang)
if you ain’t giving no head then ain’t no coming to the crib
b*tch quit asking to come over you can not know where i live
b*tch i need over a mil don’t try to play me like a kid
i’m not a rapper he was talking all that sh*t one to the rib (b*tch)
detroit flow 3
hitemupty and jaymoneyy
i’m not a rapper

- hitemupty lyrics

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