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no flag (demo) - london on da track lyrics

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[intro: 21 savage]
woah, woah
n*ggas tryna clone me tryna make another me, aye
n*ggas tryna clone and tryna make another me
woah, woah

[verse 1: 21 savage]
n*ggas tryna clone and tryna make another me
my baby momma b*tching, but she still be f*cking me
you blowing up her phone and she steady sucking me
woah, woah, you a sucker, sucker
i got her bent over, finna f*ck her, f*ck her
them boys police them n*ggas undercover
lil’ b*tch that p*ssy so dry you finna break the rubber
i done took a n*gga life and i’ll take another

[chorus: 21 savage & pusha t]
young n*gga pull up gon’ spaz
young n*gga got that bag
young n*gga run the jazz
n*gga we ain’t goin’ out sad
y’all n*ggas goin’ out bad
y’all n*ggas hang around feds
y’all n*ggas make a n*gga laugh
y’all n*ggas make a n*gga laugh
n*gga we ain’t throwing no flags
n*gga we ain’t throwing no flags
n*gga we ain’t throwing no flags
n*gga we ain’t throwing no flags
n*gga we ain’t throwing no flags
n*gga we ain’t throwing no flags
n*gga we ain’t throwing no flags
n*gga we ain’t throwing no flags (no, woah)
[verse 2: pusha t]
you worried about another n*gga riches, ain’t ya?
y’all b*tches still f*ckin’ snitches, ain’t ya?
there’s something ’bout your jewelry that tells me it’s rented
that green car didn’t come with that rollie, now did it?
dope boy gettin’ that cash, my b*tch ain’t got a ass
dropped ten bands and bag, ’bout two ten on dash
that’s my horse and carriage, t*shirt came from paris
your diamonds embarrass, my diamonds the rarest
saint laurent just sent me sh*t for no reason (ooh!)
saint laurent just sent me sh*t for four seasons (ooh!)
i done f*cked your b*tch in every four seasons (yuugh!)
i can drop my top in any four seasons (err!)
got a crash course in passports, and flying b*tches through airports
in furry slippers, with her hair pulled, in black leggings, sippin’ red bull

[chorus: 21 savage & pusha t]
young n*gga pull up gon’ spaz (push)
young n*gga got that bag (push)
young n*gga runnin’ that jazz (ooh!)
n*gga we ain’t goin’ out sad (yuugh!)
y’all n*ggas goin’ out bad
y’all n*gga hang around feds
y’all n*ggas make a n*gga laugh
y’all n*ggas make a n*gga laugh
n*gga we ain’t throwing no flags
n*gga we ain’t throwing no flags
n*gga we ain’t throwing no flags
n*gga we ain’t throwing no flags
n*gga we ain’t throwing no flags
n*gga we ain’t throwing no flags
n*gga we ain’t throwing no flags
n*gga we ain’t throwing no flags
[open verse]

[chorus: 21 savage]
young n*gga pull up gon’ spaz’
young n*gga got that bag
uh, yeah, yeah
young n*gga run the jazz
n*gga we ain’t goin’ out sad
y’all n*ggas goin’ out bad
who? bad, hahaha
y’all n*gga hang around feds
y’all n*ggas make a n*gga laugh
y’all n*ggas make a n*gga laugh
n*gga we ain’t throwing no flags
n*gga we ain’t throwing no flags
n*gga we ain’t throwing no flags
n*gga we ain’t throwing no flags
n*gga we ain’t throwing no flags
n*gga we ain’t throwing no flags
n*gga we ain’t throwing no flags
b*tch we ain’t throwing no flags
b*tch we ain’t throwing no flags
b*tch we ain’t throwing no flags
b*tch we ain’t throwing no flags

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