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xelly flow - taebans lyrics

run up on him and he get ran over
my b-tch wear designer not fashionova
he keep talking down, he gon’ be on a poster
these choppa bullets hot like a toaster
and i’m popping these percs never overdosing
and i got the g2 in the holster
i’ma empty out the clip then reload it
and my money green like a yoda
and i’ma pour a duece inside my soda
punchin’ on that n-gga and his b-tch
run up on him and i’m hittin’ that lick
i’ma punch that n-gga then show him my glick
i’ma pretty boy, i ain’t fightin’ sh-t
he say he want beef, we pop out with sticks
i’ma call up “x”
he start clutchin’ sh-t
and i’m pourin’ up the wock
you know i be pourin’ drop
gettin’ to the money cannot stop
designer, i’m rockin’ neimans
she say she love me but that b-tch dont mean it
pullin’ up, i’m red beamin’
feelin’ like rico because i’m schemin’
and i’m pullin’ your card
i might pull up, european car
b.b. simon dancin’ on my hip
got the red beam dancin’ on his lip
slap a n-gga with this pistol grip
(this b-tch was off beat as h-ll.)

- taebans lyrics

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