CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : New Flex
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Lil tjay
Boy you fine with a Glock nine
Ain?t even gotta talk, I?m up now
Young real street b*t*h from the southside
Don?t f**k with broke n***as on the outside
Same hoes in my face, they snake eye
Leave n***as in the past don?t say bye
Top floor condo is yay high
Street team gon show up with the gang hide
I remember throwbacks in the stoley
I done ran into some racks by my doley
17 but they treat me like a og, n***as know me, book a show when I?m ot
Everything fell in line like it?s supposed to be
D**ksuckers online tryna roast me
Two blunts, fell asleep, now i?m toasty
Big bro said ?Grind? okey dokey
Work hard cause i?m waiting for my trophy
You could say what you want, don?t approach me
Hollow shells in this Glock if you nosey
I remember on the block like a goalie
Had to keep my head up like a nosebleed
And it?s hard for the law to control me
Go hard for the gang them my homies
Double R seeing stars now all on me (stars)
Boy you fine with a Glock nine
Ain?t even gotta talk i?m up now
Young real street b*t*h from the southside
Don?t f**k with broke n***as on the outside
Same hoes in my face, they snake eye
Leave n***as in the past don?t say bye
Top floor condo is yay high
Street team gon show up where the gang hide
These n***as ain?t tame, they eaters
Lost him, play finders keepers
Head shots red dots, we don?t feel nothing
Caption for the clout, here?s the info
Body bag get locked, get zipped up
Got numb to the pain, don?t feel nothing
Seen sh*t alot of youngins ain?t built for
Get money with the n***as I kill for
Lil tjay
Boy you fine with a Glock nine
Ain?t even gotta talk, I?m up now
Young real street b*t*h from the southside
Don?t f**k with broke n***as on the outside
Same hoes in my face, they snake eye
Leave n***as in the past don?t say bye
Top floor condo is yay high
Street team gon show up with the gang hide
I remember throwbacks in the stoley
I done ran into some racks by my doley
17 but they treat me like a og, n***as know me, book a show when I?m ot
Everything fell in line like it?s supposed to be
D**ksuckers online tryna roast me
Two blunts, fell asleep, now i?m toasty
Big bro said ?Grind? okey dokey
Work hard cause i?m waiting for my trophy
You could say what you want, don?t approach me
Hollow shells in this Glock if you nosey
I remember on the block like a goalie
Had to keep my head up like a nosebleed
And it?s hard for the law to control me
Go hard for the gang them my homies
Double R seeing stars now all on me (stars)
Boy you fine with a Glock nine
Ain?t even gotta talk i?m up now
Young real street b*t*h from the southside
Don?t f**k with broke n***as on the outside
Same hoes in my face, they snake eye
Leave n***as in the past don?t say bye
Top floor condo is yay high
Street team gon show up where the gang hide
These n***as ain?t tame, they eaters
Lost him, play finders keepers
Head shots red dots, we don?t feel nothing
Caption for the clout, here?s the info
Body bag get locked, get zipped up
Got numb to the pain, don?t feel nothing
Seen sh*t alot of youngins ain?t built for
Get money with the n***as I kill for
