Flex A.i. - Don't Trust 'Em (feat. Ciggy Blacc)

This shit on my hip, it might give me like five years, save my mind from these dry tears[00:18.60]There's a reason we fly, cause an opp there (Gang, gang, gang)[00:20.51]Heard he talking to 12[00:21.38]He got carried by six[00:23.67]Catch me taking that riff like I'm Vic, 4-4 bulldog, I'm an up from the hip[00:26.67]MX2's in my body, I like how they sit,[00:28.63]Put my trust in a pole, not a bitch[00:30.29]God come first, better run first[00:32.65]Cause you might meet him[00:33.67]If you lack it, then fuck how they treat him[00:35.33]Shorty bad, Mona Lisa, like a Blasi, I'll teach ya[00:39.35]In and out the spot, 20k off the giffies that I got[00:42.19]Hit the book cause I'm cleaning out the spot[00:44.29]Face mask don't make it hot, Look, ooter creeping with the chop[00:47.18]Knock the noodles out his top, Look, think he playing niggas block[00:50.45]Pay the shooter, that's a lot, Perfect aim, tryna clean a nigga block[00:53.83]And we all strapped up, look like a SWAT[00:56.67]Gang, and we all strapped up, look like a SWAT[01:00.53]EBK, that's the thing about me[01:02.24]...[01:05.14]All black and we finna make a scene[01:06.27]...[01:08.87]No Pooh butthe trenches is Shiesty[01:12.18]Humble G's at the back for a homi[01:15.64]Gotta keep it on me if they line me (line me)[01:17.36]In these streets, these niggas move slimy (slimy)[01:18.90]He no killer, but I might be (Glaah)[01:22.48]Mask up, let's go and do a drill (drill)[01:24.09]Men in black just like my name is Will (Will)[01:25.63]Smack that nigga up with the steel (steel)[01:27.30]Stop playing, man, you could die for real (everything dead)[01:29.08]All my ooters know is to kill (bow, bow)[01:30.83]Niggas got me hot like Brazil (hot) 34 shots to him like O'Neal[01:34.13]I act rowdy, you know I'm a rebel[01:35.61]We can shoot it out, I ain't come here to wrestle (what?)[01:37.35]Really from Jersey, keep a stick, I'm a devil (stick)[01:38.99]He in the sunken place when he hit by the metal[01:40.68]I bust a nigga like a pimple[01:42.30]Bullets right through his mental (He dead)[01:43.95]She blowing me like a whistle[01:45.63]Bitches wanna fuck cause I'm official (sheesh)[01:47.42]I don't play, got me feeling like Lola, shit gets spooky like the end of October[01:50.79]Niggas and bitches, they be moving bipolar (Goofy) wrong move, get them right to Jehovah[01:54.09]I fuck with many, but never trust any (never) Feel like Akeem, always gotta keep a semi[01:57.49]Chasing benjis, I'ma always get plenty, Call me Calboy cause I know that they envy[02:01.13]Baby come take a ride with me, we handle dilemmas like Nelly[02:04.14]Load the clip all the way up, have them lean back like Remy[02:07.48]Try to fuck with me, shit gonna get deadly, make the chopper sing just like Nelly[02:10.91]In the streets, I'm a nightmare just like Freddy, 9-7-Hov, I feel like Benny (Hov)[02:14.35]Heard ya diss, that shit was trash, and tell your man, rest in piss (who I'm smoking?)[02:17.62]If I shoot my shot won't miss, get you crossed off that hit list[02:20.91]I promise that when I see you, I'ma throw your body down in a ditch[02:24.27]I'm paid in full, just like Mitch, I'm a big fish, you a big bitch[02:27.26]Pussy!

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