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lirik lagu flight 506 – young reddy

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[verse 1]

flight motherf*cking five hunnid six
need to put me up with the purp sip
or maybe just need some real sh*t (r*real)
like some n*ggas whippin up the pyrex (whip it, whip it)
like some brotherhood in streets (skrrt)
or like a shawty with a real ass peach (sweet)
preachers always saying n*gga you don’t wanna live like this
teachers saying kid you should not try this
well this brought me up all the drip
well this brought me up to the flight five hunnid six

[chorus]

flight five hunnid six getting into the plane and start flexing on yo b*tch yeah
flight five hunnid six, flight five hunnid six, taking up some bullets then the smoke party lit
(bow bow bow bow bow bow bow brrrr bow)
flight five hunnid six flight motherf*cking five hunnid six
getting into the plane while we smoking all the trees young reddy

[verse 2]

these thugs ain’t really loyal might just put them into a coma (hey)
you talking bout get love and sh*t, but you ain’t loving sosa (keef)
giving no sh*t bout the haters opinion tho they need to calm down
but they ain’t really nothing but hot dog sh*t, motherf*cking clowns
i think i’m flaming like a rocket aka james harden (beard)
kawhi mood while i’m tripping zombie mode at the garden (green)
you just might be r*t*rded, with no bills in your wallet
you better get your weak ass at the work, brokes at the left (migo)
old head ass n*gga start the beefing just for kanye west
i might just solve this like i’m in the wild wild west (bow)
i met with shawty at the party she got so impressed
cause she didn’t expect that i would came through the flex (flex)
she need some milk, she too fire, she just got my mind in messed
the only time i can sleep is when opps already dead
i always get on me a lotta bunch of stress (press)
but at the end of the day i know i’m already blessed
[bridge]

getting into the plane and five hunnid six

[verse 3]

we got blue, we got red, we got white at the trigger
cause we are some costa rican ass n*ggas
we got blue, we got red, we got white at the trigger
cause we are some costa rican ass n*ggas
we might pour some cacique with jet, hard liquor
big k!llas, white strippers, don’t forget the sipping (ayee)
might plan a trip to the beach with all my g’s
o3 the gang, bartago thang y’all should know what it is

[chorus]

flight five hunnid six getting into the plane and start flexing on yo b*tch yeah
flight five hunnid six, flight five hunnid six, taking up some bullets then the smoke party lit
(pow pow pow pow pow pow pow brrrr pow)
flight five hunnid six flight motherf*cking five hunnid six
getting into the plane while we smoking all the trees
young reddy

(who let the smoke out)