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gee flow - mari red lyrics

[intro]
ah
yeah, yeah
ayy

[verse 1]
been ready for war, bandana on like it ain’t nothin’ to me (yeah)
n*gga don’t like me, then shoot your gun when you bump into me (bah)
yeah, i f*cked that b*tch and let her go, she ain’t mean nothin’ to me (go)
i been sparin’ n*ggas, can get ’em dropped like it ain’t nothin’ to me (yeah)
i don’t fear no n*gga, somebody dyin’ if they do somethin’ to me (on blood)
n*ggas playin’ roles, they out here cappin’, n*ggas ain’t on fully (yeah)
b*tch, i’m out in traffic with a fully, n*ggas ain’t no bullies (nah)
i been certified since the ’90s, n*ggas never shook me (no)
n*ggas beatin’ cases out of thin air
won’t catch me in no party without my bl!ck or i wasn’t in there (nope)
fifty*five nights, we on they block until the sun set (we is)
n*ggas talk ’bout switches, but ain’t shot at us with one yet
n*ggas act like friends, they ain’t my mans, them n*ggas suspect (n*ggas sus)
back when me and gang ‘nem was slidin’, where was you n*ggas? (yeah)
yeah, shoot at n*ggas’ faces, not no houses, that’s you new n*ggas
yeah, run up in they sh*t and k!ll a few n*ggas
ain’t got no choice to call the law, don’t know what to do with us (what to do with us)
yeah, n*gga thought he caught me without my strap, but i had two with me (but i had two with me)
(ain’t got no choice to call the law, don’t know what to do with us)
(yeah, n*gga thought he caught me without my strap, but i had two with me) yeah, yeah, ah
[verse 2]
i got lawyer money, don’t need no n*gga take no charges for me (nah)
posted at his sh*t for two weeks straight with that revolver on me
i had school backwards, i left class to go put chalk on somethin’ (yeah)
told my n*gga reed, “pull up a beat and let me talk on somethin'” (yeah)
b*tch, get off my line if you ain’t talkin’ ’bout nothin’ (wh0re)
i can’t have no conversation with you, you ain’t talkin’ ’bout money (poor)
(b*tch, get off my line if you ain’t talkin’ ’bout nothin’)
(i can’t have no conversation with you, you ain’t talkin’ ’bout money) yeah, yeah

[verse 3]
yeah, plottin’ on the m and i’ma get that b*tch (get that b*tch)
don’t talk about no hoes around me, i’ll probably hit that b*tch (probably hit that b*tch)
don’t talk about no money ’round blood, he’ll take your sh*t (yeah, yeah)
i’m tryna run some sh*t up in my life that a bank can’t fit (that a bank can’t fit)
i can’t get my .9 in the club, then my shank gon’ fit
they think it’s thunderin’ when that draco hit (yeah)
we gon’ spin again with the switches if the draco miss (we is)
yeah, we gon’ them shots, tell ’em, “drank on this” (yeah)

[outro]
yeah, yeah
ah

- mari red lyrics

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