lirik lagu flee lord - all for the goat
[intro: flee lord]
in the name of prodigy (prodigy, prodigy)
in the name of prodigy (prodigy, prodigy)
yeah, let’s go hav
lemme drum (lord, lord)
[verse 1: flee lord]
these h~rns made for champions
we gon’ weigh them yams again
blowin’ on that gas, make ’em yawn like a ambien
sleep for the rich (rich), i don’t rest ’til i eat
i could drop every week, lord, i don’t miss a beat (uh~uh)
knees bent at heaven’s gate, repent from sellin’ weight
i’ma say a prayer for them n~ggas that be tellin’ jake
f~ck a rat, f~ck a cop, f~ck a ho, f~ck a opp
i don’t f~ck with n0body if they not with the mobb
cops readin’ lips (lips), they started usin’ sign languagе
now we seein’ chips (chips), they tryna throw some timе at us
rip bandana, for prodigy we stand up
they trackin’ all my movements (movements)
and follow me with cameras (cameras)
hav gave the blessing, n~gga, cash paid the session
we started lord mobb, that’s the last days of stressin’
big gas in the leaf, thick ass in the sheets
f~ck your whip, we blowin’ zips and fl!ck the ash on your seats
motherf~cker (skrrr)
ah, uh
f~ck your whip, we blowin’ zips and fl!ck the ash on your seats
(crack that motherf~ckin’ window, woe)
hahahaha, let’s go con!
aye!
[verse 2: conway the machine]
look, i don’t wanna hear nothin’ ’bout (i don’t wanna hear that sh~t, n~gga)
how your gun work, you ain’t never air nothin’ out (you know you p~ssy)
you ain’t never have to up it and clear nothin’ out (c’mon, man)
pop the n~gga in his stomach, it’ll tear somethin’ out, like (boom boom boom boom)
intestine or kidneys, be wettin’ those semis
leave you a vegetable, my gun game is exceptional, really (my gun go off, n~gga)
peace to shooter and v and the rest of those billies (what up my n~ggas?)
when we catch ’em, we gon’ leave the n~gga stretched
we gon’ grill him (brrr)
free ab, free mula, i was thinkin’ bout the homies when i just was in philly (free the guys)
did a show and got a ‘bach and i collect it with benny (uh~huh)
i just got my b~tch the red and white peppermint bentley (woo)
how could you ever offend me, n~gga? (hahaha)
i’ll smack up your son, spit on your daughter
i don’t respect none of you n~ggas, you a b~tch like your father (you a b~tch, n~gga)
that’s why the streets love my sh~t, i go harder (uh~huh)
got the v12 benz, i’m ’bout to sh~t on that charger (vroom!)
p~ssy
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