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the answer - pasto flocco lyrics

[intro]
evilgiane
surfgang, b*tch
oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
pasto flocco, yeah

[chorus]
these broke ass n*ggas don’t got no standards
you asked for a handout ’cause you need your bands up
you talkin’ ’bout breesh, then you know i’m the answer
these stacks up, no, i ain’t pullin’ my pants up
he want to work but his ass know the answer
she want a birkin but she know the answer
when she see the bag, she gon’ think that i’m santa
after i hit her, delete her like data
reverse on the opps like i’m ayo and teo
shots through his stomach, go straight through his nеighbor
wrappin’ the plug, we ain’t f*ck with his cable
f*ck ’bout friеnds, only worry ’bout paper
i got to get high ’cause you know i’m impatient
multiple strains in this spliff ’cause i’m different
give a pack to [?], you know he gon’ flip ’em
ten grams in the ‘wood, i ain’t think it was finished
[?] you trippin’
[verse]
n*gga, [?]
foreign b*tch sittin’ there cryin’ like he christian
she want that d*ck like [?]
p*ssy ass n*gga, why you be on that opp sh*t?
i hit that p*ssy then block it
i’m too high for a lil’ thot b*tch
bobby shmurda, i’m on that hot sh*t
i ain’t goin’ outside, i got options
n*ggas, they mad they can’t stop me
’cause i’m too turnt up, i’m locked in

[chorus]
these broke ass n*ggas don’t got no standards
you asked for a handout ’cause you need your bands up
you talkin’ ’bout breesh, then you know i’m the answer
these stacks up, no, i ain’t pullin’ my pants up
he want to work but his ass know the answer
she want a birkin but she know the answer
when she see the bag, she gon’ think that i’m santa
after i hit her, delete her like data
reverse on the opps like i’m ayo and teo
shots through his stomach, go straight through his neighbor
wrappin’ the plug, we ain’t f*ck with his cable
f*ck ’bout friends, only worry ’bout paper
i got to get high ’cause you know i’m impatient
multiple strains in this spliff ’cause i’m different
give a pack to [?], you know he gon’ flip ’em
ten grams in the ‘wood, i ain’t think it was finished
[?] you trippin’
[verse]
n*gga, [?]
foreign b*tch sittin’ there cryin’ like he christian
she want that d*ck like [?]
p*ssy ass n*gga, why you be on that opp sh*t?
i hit that p*ssy then block it
i’m too high for a lil’ thot b*tch
bobby shmurda, i’m on that hot sh*t
i ain’t goin’ outside, i got options
n*ggas, they mad they can’t stop me
’cause i’m too turnt up, i’m locked in

[outro]
evilgiane
surfgang, b*tch

- pasto flocco lyrics

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