
Flick Outta Foreign Sdot Go (Ft. Jay5ive & Jay Hound)
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[Intro]
(Damn, Lenny)
Grrah-grrah
(33)
Grrah-grrah, boom
TGz threw, flock, flock (C'mere)
[Chorus: Jay Hound & Sdot Go]
Bro threw a shot and he caught it (C’mere)
Word to bro, on that block, it got borin' (Like)
Like, Rolly on court--
Like-like, Rolly on court, no Spalding
Like, brodie don't miss, get on him
I just might flick outta foreign (C’mere)
Two, three shots, no Jordan
Nazzy kept tryna' hit 'em, he on bullshit
[Verse 1: Sdot Go & Jay5ive]
Roll up Nazzy, on bro, this shit punchin'
If I keep on flicking, I bet this shit touchin' (Grrah-grrah, boom)
Flock first, no discussion
Bro keep on flickin' till he hit his brother (C'mere)
I keep spinnin', why I don’t see nothing? (C’mere)
There's no way I missed him, he holdin’ his stomach
Why the fuck they keep sayin', I'm buggin'? (Like)
Flockin’ this shit, everybody get cover
Like, word to my mother
Both threw a shot, wе gon' flock wit' each other
Bitch, on my dick, nigga, no, I cannot love hеr (Grrah, grrah, grrah)
(Damn, Lenny)
Grrah-grrah
(33)
Grrah-grrah, boom
TGz threw, flock, flock (C'mere)
[Chorus: Jay Hound & Sdot Go]
Bro threw a shot and he caught it (C’mere)
Word to bro, on that block, it got borin' (Like)
Like, Rolly on court--
Like-like, Rolly on court, no Spalding
Like, brodie don't miss, get on him
I just might flick outta foreign (C’mere)
Two, three shots, no Jordan
Nazzy kept tryna' hit 'em, he on bullshit
[Verse 1: Sdot Go & Jay5ive]
Roll up Nazzy, on bro, this shit punchin'
If I keep on flicking, I bet this shit touchin' (Grrah-grrah, boom)
Flock first, no discussion
Bro keep on flickin' till he hit his brother (C'mere)
I keep spinnin', why I don’t see nothing? (C’mere)
There's no way I missed him, he holdin’ his stomach
Why the fuck they keep sayin', I'm buggin'? (Like)
Flockin’ this shit, everybody get cover
Like, word to my mother
Both threw a shot, wе gon' flock wit' each other
Bitch, on my dick, nigga, no, I cannot love hеr (Grrah, grrah, grrah)
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