Slimesito, BigSmokeChapo, Black Gwaluh - No White Flags lyrics

Everything muhfuckin GWALUH
Yall niggas know what the fuck brackin
Nigga bigSmokeChapo

Two Glocks on me
And you know what's brackin 
(what's brackin)
Pull up wit slime, shoot and subtract him
(Skrrt, blaow)
Smokin dead opps, young nigga gassin
(dead opps)
Fuckin on yo bitch, man the lil hoe nasty
(she nasty) 50 gang nigga
All my young niggas trappin
Came up sellin dope (sellin dope)
Ran down on a nigga
Shot his ass in the throat (blaow)
And I'm on road in a damn fur coat
(in a damn fur coat)

Lightskin Glock on me, nigga, it's bussin
(b-blaow)
Pull up dumpin, nigga, end of discussion
I ain't never need a nigga for nothin
(nothin)
Kick door wit a choppa that's Russian
(boom get down)
12 get behind me, nigga, Im flushin (dope)
Ridin dirty wit a pound of the gushers (bags)
Bad bitch suckin dick, we in public (eyugh)
Five-seveN standard clip bitch Im thuggin
(blaow)

Got some new shooters so
You better start duckin (blaow! blaow)
I bought some new guns and
Im ready to buss em (on gang)
I robbed my last plug cuz
I really ain't trust him (slime)
I move around town, nigga, like the governor
(governor)
In the projects and Im servin customers
(projects)
Every day servin packs, Im a hustler (serve)
Big ass pistol on me, I ain't no tussler
(yeah)
I was in the street when yall was on Tumblr

The nigga was buggin got hit wit the Heckler
(fwaow)
Flip wit the shit lil nigga I dare you
(I dare you)
I say a prayer then I go get my weapon
(Glock) aR-15 leave ya bitch ass missing
(you missing)
No white flags, no sneak-dissing (bitch)
Mini Drac' on me when Im out on missions
(on missions)
Play wit the shit, that's a bad decision
(a bad decision)
Big pole on me like a nigga goin fishin
(goin fishin)

Bad Instagram bitch hold the pistol (yuh)
And it's big as fuck & shoot like a missile
(bwaow, bwaow)
Swiss Cheese a nigga whip, I won't diss you
(never) two Glocks, nigga, come get yo issue
Same young nigga, used to kick doors
I remember robbin niggas for Os (yuh)
I be really gettin bread out these hoes
Break a bitch, boy you know how it goes
(break a bitch, yuh)

In the trap I got that stick on the floor
(gangway) shooters strapped up and they post
At the front door (front door)
Five days on Runtz and Im trappin out condos
(five days) ain't talkin bout pesos
I don't got no convo (pesos)
You know Im real jefe, you know Im a capo
(jefe) im trappin out trenches
Servin out the slide door (on gang)
I inked up my body, I look like a vato
(drippin)
Im drippin down all red just like a diablo
(blaow)