Flagrant (feat. Robolu)

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AJ Bank$y

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I got 25 lighters on my dresser, boy I’m lit
I got 25 shorties I could call if I get pinched
I got 25 niggas down to ride and with the shit
I got 25 dollars in my pocket, let’s get rich
You flexin' we taking it
You flexin' we laying it down
Pull up we hoppin' out
That is a flagrant foul
You flexin' we taking it
You flexin' we laying it down
Pull up we hoppin' out
That is a flagrant foul
Pull up to the party, Ford Focus, and I'm focused
Man these drugs they got me open, and I’m leaning with no soda
Can't afford promethazine but I got all this Captain Morgan
Hit the gas and then I’m choking, love the shorties with the choker
I stay low and out the way so they don’t know I’m Casanova
I see Lingo, give him dap man that’s my brother ‘til it’s over
I got numbers I could call to get you whacked on one day notice
I'm not bragging that’s a warning, please evaluate your choices
Bank$y a problem, man Bank$y a legend
I spit it true so they will not forget me
Back in the booth I done packed me a semi
Stay from around me if you are not with me
Robitussin on the blunt, we was trippin'
Dylan Tran had the lean, we was sippin'
Robby came through, I got out my feelings
Louie Crack was the plug in the city
Backstage, man I couldn’t even go
Passed up, had to give ‘em to Hope
Shorty going, we don’t call her no ho
Bob and weave I had to get off the ropes
Pardon me and now I’m back at they throats
I was lacking, I ain’t lacking no mo'
I be stacking, I’m familiar with broke
Niggas chattin', gotta stick to the code
I got 25 lighters on my dresser, boy I’m lit
I got 25 shorties I could call if I get pinched
I got 25 niggas down to ride and with the shit
I got 25 dollars in my pocket, let’s get rich
You flexin' we taking it
You flexin' we laying it down
Pull up we hoppin' out
That is a flagrant foul
You flexin' we taking it
You flexin' we laying it down
Pull up we hoppin' out
That is a flagrant foul
Shawty wanna smoke but her ex don’t want none
I was in the back wit a strap watching Top Gun
Shawty tryna f*ck me but she know she gotta pop sum
F*ck her for an hour, I popped one
Pop out, niggas rushin' niggas like Moscow
Niggas talked down but I’m up now
Treat her like a Rollie get bussed down
Living out west I remember hearing gun sounds
I was in a black room focused, remember being broke and hopeless
I was out serving fiends to make sure they ain’t skipping doses
I remember being hoeless now she FaceTime me she pokin'
I remember phones was stolen, had to get mine and buy some clothes
Used to cop gas from the trap house
AK's by the front door with the MACs out
Shorty look good in the dress with her back out
Run a lil game, get her name, blow her back out
I was down bad, knocked out like Pacquiao
You is not gang, can’t talk can’t chat now
Me and lil cuz spent days on SmackDown
Niggas want hand-outs now, get smacked down
How you fold up like that, you rat now
We was at Tech and we still got pat downs
We was upset, and it made us act out
Yeen no threat lil boy get backed down
Most of these boys be fraud, big cap now
I was on stage, big gown, big cap now
All of that stress just make me laugh now
Where da bag at, let’s get these racks now
If I die before I wake then bury me with all my feelings
Tell my brothers hold they head and stack this money to the ceiling
Cop that villa out in Europe just because they said we couldn’t
Turn this music to a business, double up and make a killing
You flexin' we taking it
You flexin' we laying it down
Pull up we hoppin' out
That is a flagrant foul
You flexin' we taking it
You flexin' we laying it down
Pull up we hoppin' out
That is a flagrant foul
25, 25, 25
I got 25, 25, 25
I got 25, 25, 25
I got 25, 25, 25
Nigga I'm lit

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