RICO BRUCKSHOT - Flatout Muzik

Hold on money talk dats Ben Frank speakin niggas fresh up off the porch they is not demons
Walking round wit it on me give me 1 reason like magic once Ah Nigga blue n than he start bleeding
Can't trust a soul heart been cold for a long time the trap must b dropping js cuz it's a long line
I can't tell my nigga chill when it's go time and he ain't even got the strap this Nigga want mine
I been running up a check Jus to stay drama free need my money every 2nd bitches come in 3s
Feel like curry when he goin for a corner 3 cuz I can shoot dis btc no look if u come for me
Gimme 1000 beans Nigga fuk 1000 beats if everybody inna booth than who inna streets
I know I'm trippin off the rose n im lookin sweet but soons as a nigga go to reach den dey put em deep
No conversation when it's action plet's get Str8 to it this new batch hit u hard jus like ray Lewis
Bet not b posted on dat block when we skate Thru it that 40 sing n u know it make great music
Everybody talkin sht but who compare to me
Jus lmk if it's sum problems we Gne shred the beef
Gaf bout who u know n who yo ppl is if u ain't doing what u talk than y u preach it than
Go bruh man on a nigga when we creepin in rock em to slp im da same sht dat he sleepin in
Once u kick down a door u let yo ppl in n put em all rite in play that's how u keep in
I was down n I was out im in my feet again

Written by:
Jeremy Pickett

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