marmadook - baby flaco lyrics
[intro]
hol’ on
[chorus]
i don’t miss (i don’t miss)
i don’t miss (i don’t miss)
i go four for four, n*gga
i don’t miss
i don’t miss (i don’t miss)
i don’t miss (i don’t miss)
i go four for four, n*gga (four for four)
i don’t miss (i don’t miss)
[verse 1]
i’d go two for two, haters so mad, n*ggas didn’t know i can’t miss (hol’ on)
every time i shoot my shot, i feel like a warrior, stephen triss
every time n*ggas get mad, i get happy, i tell them, “watch this”
i’m tryna bust my watch, i’m tryna bust my wrist (bust my watch)
we tryna shake yo’ wrist, we tryna shake yo’ wrist (shake yo’ wrist)
she tryna drink my p*ss, she tryna drink my p*ss (hol’ on, hol’ on, hol’ on)
[chorus]
i don’t miss (i don’t miss)
i don’t miss (i don’t miss)
i go four for four, n*gga (four for four, n*gga)
i don’t miss (i don’t miss)
i don’t miss (i don’t miss)
i don’t miss (i don’t miss)
i go four for four, n*gga (four for four)
i don’t miss (hol’ on, hol’ on)
[bridge]
we shoot four for four, i shoot four for four (four for four)
i shoot four for four, n*gga, i shoot four for four (four for four)
i shoot four for four, n*gga, i shoot four for four (four for four)
i shoot four for four, n*gga, i shoot four for four (hol’ on, hol’ on, hol’ on, hol’ on)
n*gga, i shoot four for four, n*gga, i shoot four for four
i shoot four for four, n*gga, i shoot four for four
four for four, n*gga, i shoot four for four, n*gga
[verse 2]
every time i drop, the b*tches get wet, the b*tches on go (go)
if yo’ b*tch pullin’ up on me, you know i’m takin’ her soul
i’m never sellin’ my soul, money on his head, we taggin’ his toe
b*tch, i move too fast, i’m goin’ up, i can’t move slow (i move too fast)
i can’t miss at all, i shoot four for four (i can’t miss)
i can’t miss at all, i shoot four for four (four)
this ep so hard, i shoot four for four (four)
make your b*tch do a dance on tiktok (tiktok)
we gon’ wrap a n*gga up like a gift box (gift box)
bad b*tch got in spots, she got in chickenpox
i feel like i’m ye, b*tch, i’m hard like 2pac (2pac)
i come to my show with two glocks (two glocks)
f*ck the police, make they heart stop (hol’ on, hol’ on)
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