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nofeds - pasto flocco lyrics

[chorus]
n*ggas, they gatekeeping, they watching me, n*ggas, they know i’m next
tell ’em i don’t f*ck with no n*ggas, they watching my gram and they snitching, these n*ggas be feds
n*ggas be b*tches, just want all the money and power, these b*tches just good for the s*x
f*ck all that sh*t that i said, i just be worried ’bout red, don’t let it get to my head
n*ggas mad because i’m in my bag, a few b*tches f*ck with my mans
his b*tch calling me best friend and she be giving me head
send hеr right back to her man
she give mе head, pat her on the head like a pat
she slid in my dm like slatt, send her back west
after the s*x, i’m leaving her stressed, i’m instant relaxed
i need my bag, i don’t wanna text, you getting me [?]
too many opps, i’m going outside with my bulletproof vest
i’m with a thot, she touching my locks, she wanna have s*x
yeah, i got the drop but i cannot drop ’cause i am on top
i throw the rock in my sock, them boys on my ass, i ain’t going up top
the fans like, “why you don’t drop?” i don’t gotta drop ’cause i’m a real topic
n*ggas be stealing my rhymes, i don’t give a f*ck ’cause i’m stacking my [?]
[?] i came out the ground, i had to claw

[verse]
time is money, you wasting my time, you get put underground
[?] i was like, “wow”
that .762 going straight to his mouth, put that boy right on the ground
[?] gon’ pull and pop, he finna air this b*tch out
[chorus]
n*ggas, they gatekeeping, they watching me, n*ggas, they know i’m next
tell ’em i don’t f*ck with no n*ggas, they watching my gram and they snitching, these n*ggas be feds
n*ggas be b*tches, just want all the money and power, these b*tches just good for the s*x
f*ck all that sh*t that i said, i just be worried ’bout red, don’t let it get to my head
n*ggas mad because i’m in my bag, a few b*tches f*ck with my mans
his b*tch calling me best friend and she be giving me head
send her right back to her man
she give me head, pat her on the head like a pat
she slid in my dm like slatt, send her back west
after the s*x, i’m leaving her stressed, i’m instant relaxed
i need my bag, i don’t wanna text, you getting me [?]
too many opps, i’m going outside with my bulletproof vest
i’m with a thot, she touching my locks, she wanna have s*x
yeah, i got the drop but i cannot drop ’cause i am on top
i throw the rock in my sock, them boys on my ass, i ain’t going up top
the fans like, “why you don’t drop?” i don’t gotta drop ’cause i’m a real topic
n*ggas be stealing my rhymes, i don’t give a f*ck ’cause i’m stacking my [?]
[?] i came out the ground, i had to claw

- pasto flocco lyrics

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