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lirik lagu luh tyler - luh tyler flow (freestyle)

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[verse]
they ain’t throw yo boy no bands i had to run my own up
you ain’t talkin’ bout no bag i won’t even pick the phone up
yea this lil b~tch love the kid but i don’t even want her
young n~gga kid this sh~t to real i ain’t even write this song up
i been breakin’ b~tches hearts my n~ggas in here chromed up
got yo b~tch down on her knees she in here givin’ dome up
n~gga you got lil boy pape but all my pockets grown up
and my wrist the frozest, and my b~tch the coldest
i don’t even got to say that i’m the goat these n~ggas know this
all these n~ggas keep on tryna steal my swag they takin’ notes and sh~t
i just jumped up on this beat and snapped the kid ain’t even wrote this sh~t
reach in my pocket and pull out a stack now yo b~tch givin’ throat and sh~t
you get money and yo own n~ggas switchin’ on you, that’s just how it is
all these n~ggas be my sons they actin’ out i don’t got time for kids
if that b~tch a baddy with a fatty then i might just hit
she just ate me up and the whole gang just told me ice her wrist
f~ck nah, all my n~ggas up, nah
100s in my pocket this sh~ts older than yo grandpa
baby you can look but please don’t take pics, keep yo hand off
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it’s like (fff) lay that fan off
this lil b~tch a fan now
this b~tch gon walk straight into my room and rip her pants off
get a rapper b~tch just for the night she tryna stay now
if they try some, have to show my bro gon give them stage frights
lil n~gga we get bands for these shows
f~ckin’ fans with the bros
ice on my head sh~t’s so cold, we ain’t going broke no more
he cuffed a hoe he broke the code
young n~gga dripped out heat to toe
i can’t be lovin’ on these hoes, but i love this money tho
this lil n~gga broke as a joke, boy you funny bro
in the stu all night ain’t leavin’ till it’s sunny hoe
i just did a show i need my 100s n~gga run me tho
how the f~ck did you go broke lil boy where did yo money go? (on gang)
how the f~ck i’m sh~ttin’ on these kids i ain’t even tryin’ to
my bro keep pourin’ green all in his cup yea he a slimy dude
go and hit the road and run it up, is that a time or two?
man i got two bad b~tches tryna f~ck i don’t know what to do
i ain’t even stealin’ n~ggas swag gon leave that up to you
come get yo b~tch this lil hoe actin’ lame she prolly fond of you
man these n~ggas don’t know how to play the game man, i guess i gotta teach em
youngest finna go hit johnny dang that’s what that money do
just look at my chain that’s what that money do
them 20s, 50s, and a f~ckin’ 100s what i’m runnin’ through
why all these n~ggas speakin’ on the kid y’all don’y got none to do
i go so many bad b~tches on my d~ck i don’t know who to choose
remember they was sleepin’ on the kid, lil b~tch you snooze you loose
i’m tryna find a way straight to the blues i’m lookin for the clues
on gang man, you n~ggas needa stop chasin’ these hoes and start chasin’ a bag
yo b~tch prolly in a honda my b~tch in a coupe
[refrain]
they ain’t throw yo boy no bands i had to run my own up
you ain’t talkin’ bout no bag i won’t even pick the phone up
yea this lil b~tch love the kid but i don’t even want her
young n~gga kid this sh~t to real i ain’t even write this song up
i been breakin’ b~tches hearts my n~ggas in here chromed up
got yo b~tch down on her knees she in here givin’ dome up
n~gga you got lil boy pape but all my pockets grown up
and my wrist the frozest, and my b~tch the coldest


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