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not no gangsta - flair lyrics

[intro]
it’s exodus n*gga
m.o.b. money over b*tches
k.t.r. k!ll the rats
you hear me?

[chorus]
baby your n*gga is not no gangsta
he just a street n*gga who gon’ crash
that n*gga drunk off of the don swerving lanes with sticks in the whip and those ain’t his tags
free my dog he stood over a soul
how is you thugging and don’t have a code?
his face card done when he came home that paperwork flat out exposed him
why you is on the block not getting money lil’ n*gga you better go chase that motion
some ’bout night time in all black
in my monkey suit i get in that mode
my girl asking like “why you don’t trust me baby i’m not no average hoe?”
‘cuz somebody round mе telling right now it’s too many coincidences i know it

[verse]
somеbody ’round me telling
too many n*ggas i know getting arrested
finding that rat and i’m trapping his ass
i’ll be d*mned if a n*gga be the next one
this hoe want me to chase her like i’m finna catch her
i had to block her and bless her
i’m in neiman’s with a five to balenci’ the sweater
i’m a real well known flexer
i was trapping way before za even existed
back then we just had pressure
this hoe think i want the p*ssy i’m tryna’ drop this check and point her to the teller
moncler b*tch this ain’t no pelle pelle
za and dior my scent you can smell it
that n*gga broke and ain’t having no motion he just play the game and kick it with the fellas
this b*tch ain’t the one for me
she listen to gunna and can’t keep her nails up
one thing my momma taught me
“is to keep your word and boy keep ya head up”
that n*gga is not no gangsta
he just good at knowing all the lingo
he just turnt ‘cuz he listen to youngboy
bought him a switch now he thinking he evil
one thing i will never do is load me a clip up bare handed
watch your back if i’m on your line ‘cuz
i’m in the cut n*gga like a bandage
i get them ps in make em vanish
i put them guns underneath the mattress
she ask “what shoes those?”, these lanvins
i done turned up n*ggas can’t uh, i done turned up n*ggas can’t stand it
[chorus]
baby your n*gga is not no gangsta
he just a street n*gga who gon’ crash
that n*gga drunk off of the don swerving lanes with sticks in the whip and those ain’t his tags
free my dog he stood over a soul
how is you thugging and don’t have a code?
his face card done when he came home that paperwork flat out exposed him
why you is on the block not getting money lil’ n*gga you better go chase that motion
some ’bout night time in all black
in my monkey suit i get in that mode
my girl asking like “why you don’t trust me baby i’m not no average hoe?”
‘cuz somebody round me telling right now it’s too many coincidences i know it

- flair lyrics

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