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Testo BLACK FLAG FREESTYLE - Denzel Curry feat. That Mexican OT

Testo della canzone BLACK FLAG FREESTYLE (Denzel Curry feat. That Mexican OT), tratta dall'album BLACK FLAG FREESTYLE (with That Mexican OT)

Yo, y'all know what time it is
Black flag on e'rythang, stay protected
Move real smooth, know I'm sayin'?
Don't spare nothin', let's go
Ayy, black flag all on my mic (on my mic)
I been known to spend a lot like Bob Barker, the price is right (hey)
Bein' broke my kryptonite (uh), bein' rich my superpower (huh)
Smokin' on these bitter niggas, in my hood, we call it sour (smoke)
From the Southside of FLA, been through Dade and Broward
Musty-ass Kush on me, smellin' like a golden shower (the shower)
Yeah, I like my weed louder, bitches badder, niggas realer (ayy)
I don't play about my family, 'bout my business, 'bout my skrilla (nah)
Take these niggas to escuela, nigga, I speak Español (boom)
I don't deal with pussy niggas, never hang with messy hoes (no)
Hangin' with 'em Cubans, boy, you thought he was from Mexico
One love to my Jamaican niggas, sak pasé to all my Zoes
I don't even speak creole, bitch, I only speak my mind (huh)
If my music made you deaf, then, bitch, my jewelry made you blind (bling, baow)
Did it all with one flow, niggas used to double-time (uh-huh)
Yeah, I used to smart-talk, but now I had to dumb it down (dumb it down)
Straight record Zel, bitch, I'm blowin' up the spot (ayy)
I'm a Carol City nigga, mane, y'all hoes musta forgot (ayy)
I am not an emo rapper and I ain't no fuckin' herd nigga (what else?)
I was whoopin' ass since the first, second, and third, nigga (what else?)
Girls that be in love with me, be the type to curve niggas (curve)
Your hoes take a cock or two, so that bitch a bird, nigga
Put me in The Firm, nigga, look at what I earned, nigga
I'ma keep it P, only thing missin' is a perm, nigga (what up?)
Ayy, black flag all on my mic (on my mic)
I been known to spend a lot like Bob Barker, the price is right (hey)
Bein' broke my kryptonite (uh), bein' rich my superpower (huh)
Smokin' on these bitter niggas, in my hood, we call it sour (smoke)
From the Southside of FLA, been through Dade and Broward
Musty-ass Kush on me, smellin' like a golden shower (the shower)
Yeah, I like my weed louder, bitches badder, niggas realer (ayy)
I don't play about my family, 'bout my business, 'bout my skrilla
Brown flag on my steerin' wheel, I'm so stuck, I'm steerin' still
Fucked her, had an oil spill, this Draco built like Bushwick Bill
Like I'm from New York, I'm a real born rider, pull out this long-nose revolver like, "Howdy"
Coolin' at South Park, high as fuck like Towelie, sippin' on Crayola, Backwood full of Maui
I'm so cold, I put the burr in Burberry, pants sag 'cause my dick and balls too heavy
Turn his noodle pack into spaghetti, then ride with his body on the hood of the Chevy
FLA, what the fuck is the deal? Bitch, I'm straight outta Texas, we keepin' it trill
Got Kill Bill in me, got King of the Hill, I'm an Activis sipper, I stay crackin' seals
Cocaine get a hit and a hunnid-dollar bill, I'ma delete him with millimeters, nah, for real
I cut it off with people, you just like to feel, I'm beefin' with alligators 'cause I killed they cousin
Just to make his bitch ass into boots, I went to the bone, I'm strong with the roots
Got a mouth full of diamonds, lookin' like Fruity Loops
They know I'm the truth, make 'em disappear, poof
Hit from the back, make the pussy go poof
Trap house in the south, got shooters on the roof
I'm a dawg-ass Mexican, woof-woof-woof
They know I'm the truth, make 'em disappear, poof
Hit from the back, make the pussy go poof
Trap house in the south, got shooters on the roof
I'm a dawg-ass Mexican, woof-woof-woof
Ayy, black flag all on my mic (on my mic)
I been known to spend a lot like Bob Barker, the price is right (hey)
Bein' broke my kryptonite (uh), bein' rich my superpower (huh)
Smokin' on these bitter niggas, in my hood, we call it sour (smoke)
From the Southside of FLA, been through Dade and Broward
Musty-ass Kush on me, smellin' like a golden shower (the shower)
Yeah, I like my weed louder, bitches badder, niggas realer (ayy)
I don't play about my family, 'bout my business, 'bout my skrilla



Credits
Writer(s): Wojciech Kilar, Derrick Hill, Denzel Curry, Ricky Johnson, Rickie Lamar Thomas, Virgil René Gazca
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