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flip da script - poplord lyrics

i can’t cook a break up just like benihannas
i jus hit a l!ck n sum brand new gabannas
i jus took da rollie n i dipped it on em
i jus took da script and i flipped it on em
we empty da clip den we flip it on em
i jus f*cked his b*tch scottie pippen on em
prada gucci n chanel i b drippin on em
rock dior like i’m a christian pullup demon on em
i jus f*cked dis b*tch ej*cul*ted dats dat s*m*n on her
n*gga out here flexing and capping ain’t even seen no corner
i jus out here steady chasing dat check ain’t even seen corona
i jus flooded da neck and flooded da wrist i got fiji on me
n*gga saved dat b*tch becuz he green dat luigi on em
n*ggas out sipping but dat ain’t lean dey ain’t even seen no pharmacy
i ain’t popped a perc since lucci died rip my homie
playing wit dis sh*t get crucified rip ya homie
praying wit dat stick forever ride big bonita on me
sh*lls hit his sh*t knocked out his eyes he ain’t get no gas
n*gga place ya order i pullup jus like da pizza man
yo pockets outta order i got franklins like aretha yea
bad b*tch frm cross da boarder she don’t even speak no english
all white my diamonds pointers all a n*gga rock is vvs
blow a 7 right on tv dey thinking dat it’s tbs
100 pounds n a tp i’m chiefing like an indian
if i’m outside and yu see me don’t treat me like a pedestrian
all dese rounds n dis demon will turn dis b*tch to heaven yea
no hand out no leaching i want 20 thousand for feature
yu not professor yu r poof finesser
yea yea
rolling i’m feeling electra i’m n a tesla
yea yea
try to f*ck over my people n i’ll turn to dexter
yea yea
show n tell not talking to much cuz i don’t do lectures
not n a movie and naw i do act but i’m getting extras
oh oh
i take dat b*tch n i eat her up whole hannibal lecter
woah
came up broke and now i wanna ball like uncle fester
ima big bag havin ass n*gga
bad hoe catcher
king opp stretcher
hit dey block n den we spend it
solo dolo riding round wit to glocs n dey extended
latest drip we post n pop den next thing yu kno it’s trending
real deal ain’t no gimmicks here
chain lit like the city fair
rock dior got plenary pair
wig a racc tae did her hair
5 thousand tittie fair
75 to get her plumped
b*tch yu got a rich n*gga yeen f*cking wit no chump
she gone suck a lit d*ck
i rock big balenci
50 out da street uh
50 out da kitchen
60 on my wrists
dat mean i got 2 watches
never seem to b on time even though i got me 2 clockys
dey want pop to humble down i told da b*tch i’m 2 k*cky
feel in love wit dat lil bit mind dat lil head was too sloppy
me and lil bad b*tch n a ferrari looking like 2 jockeys
dey might give me death jus for dat raw i might jus 2pac it
sliding n dat maybach me n brooklynn feel like biggie smalls
gave a n*gga a chance i came n tookie got da crips involved
real money n shady park ima flex it all
bad italian b*tch tryna get her bun like a naked dog
gotta keep it real watch for da fakes and keep a weapon dog
got sum sh*t a shoot a 100 rounds a tare ya vest n all
yeah. yeah. yeah

- poplord lyrics

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