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no cap - fenix flexin & bravo the bagchaser lyrics

[verse 1: fenix flexin]
me and bravo, b*tch, we back again
that’s my [?], i’m finna tap him in
if we missed that n*gga, we gon’ clap again
like a boomerang, n*ggas [?]
spin your block with them glocks out
n*gga say he wanna box, we get him boxed out
parametics come and pick him up
have that doctor gon’ stitch you up
i get tired of keeping b*tches, so i switch them up
sit with us? boy, you out your mind, get them digits up

[verse 2: bravo the bagchaser]
in the stu, i got a pole on me
in the strip club, b*tch, i got a pole on me
[?] falling off, [?] roll on me
now your b*tch on my team, i need more money
ten bands out a b*tch, and it’s all hundreds
look, lil b*tch, and it’s all hundreds
baby [?] road running
you can’t catch my [?], b*tch, ’cause it’s four hundred
summertime, but i still got some snow bunnies
everybody come around whеn that dope coming
i ain’t gotta ask a b*tch, she fasho coming
hit him with that glock, he fasho running
shе fasho coming
hit him with that glock, he fasho running
[verse 3: fenix flexin]
if i hit your b*tch, she fasho cumming
i just called my n*gga, now the pole coming
i just poured a six up in this fego
all these b*tches doing what i say so
i’m that n*gga, so she chose up
you a b*tch, boy, you froze up
why you got that pole if you won’t use it?
i got [?] ho zooted
i got your b*tch rolling
and my pockets on fat, you see them sh*ts swollen
me and bravo walked in, now this b*tch snowing
i’ma give her good d*ck, now this b*tch blowing

[verse 4: bravo the bagchaser]
she blowing and i’m blowing up
got my n*ggas with me, we all keep a blower tucked
they wasn’t showing love, now they tryna f*ck with us
b*tches in the cut, tryna f*ck with us
[?] now she hit me like what the f*ck?
lil baby, all i know is go and run it up
everytime you doing good, b*tch, you f*ck it up
i done got me a check, just to f*ck it up

[verse 5: fenix flexin]
hundred dollar steaks, hundred dollar plates
at the strip club, b*tches need a raise
20 thousand, i’ma throw it up
ain’t a question if that lil b*tch wanna go with us
she [?] at the crib, when she going up
i just put her on a perkie, now we going nuts
balenciaga, prada, i want all designer
i ain’t tryna talk, i’m tryna get behind her
i was in the foreign, you was in the honda
when you was doing time, i f*cked your baby mama
ak’s, glocks, we got 30’s, got no stocks
i dropped 30 on my neck, i dropped 40 on my watch
if you put a n*gga on me, we gon’ put him in a box
we [?] n*ggas [?] capping, need to stop
[?] all this capping need to stop
[verse 6: bravo the bagchaser]
all this capping, n*gga, need to cut it out
she told me leave it in, i told her b*tch, i’m pulling out
i’ma shoot that n*gga up, after i sock him out
i was looking for him, he was at his mama house
it’s the perfect time, f*ck it, i’m adrop him now
b*tches playing dumb, i’ma drop them now
back then, you had the juice, but i got it now
look, lil b*tch, but i got it now

- fenix flexin bravo the bagchaser lyrics

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