Lil Durk - Just Flow lyrics

[Lil Durk - Just Flow lyrics]

Yeah, yeah pussy homosexual
Gang gang in this motherfucker turning
Up in this one time
You know Money Bag on the beat
Motherfuckin' broski you feel me
(Oh!Zone on the beat)

Pussy homosexual, cookie ain't original
Love my niggas, X and O's
Smokin' gas, Texaco, found the plug in Mexico
All my diamonds eskimo, off the Perc
I text the most
Rob the nigga, flex the most
Flex like international
Grab her ass and squeeze her throat
Bitches like to fuck with coke
Trenches, I'm they only hope
Treat me like a fucking goat
Shooter, I cannot get poked, pussy
He don't want no smoke
Nut, he'll actually blow
Turn you tuna casserole
Chiraq gotta ride with gats, molly, weed
Percs and X gotta keep your niggas close
Never know who next to go
You broke, what you slackin' for? Killers
They get cracked the most
Bronem got my back the most
System hate them blacks for sure
Shorty, they be coo-coo gang
They don't ever ask to blow
Bitch, what you trapping for? My
Lil bitch is sexual
Nope, I can't save a ho, bro
What you save her for?
Drugs, I could take a whole, traffic
I'ma take a pole
No, drugs take his nose, gang
They'll take your soul
Bitch, just play your role, nobody know
Home invasion, if nobody home
Got a felony, if his body hung
Got my guns with me, ain't no bodyguards
And I'm hard body even though my body hard
I don know what Nuski say to me
It's probably God
Lil bro he shootin', lil bro he a asshole
Killer and a snitch, call him Donnie Brasco
How you hang with gangsters
They don't know you tattle
Lost auntie to cancer, man
I wish she battled
Caught that nigga lackin', man
I wish we got him
Glad we didn't get him, looked up
Sight the camera
My bitch got a grill, she from Alabama
And that bitch a savage
She ain't got no manners
She dropped out of school just
To fuck a scammer told her he gon' get a car
And get her off the campus
Bitches love drugs, I just gave her Xannies
She don't swallow nut
Call that lil bitch petty
I just need my cheese, I just need my fetty
EDM with 8 track, I might get some Becky
All black Glock just to match the Dickies
And I bought my bitch a watch
Just to match Meek and Nicki
Had to jump up out the game
Shit was gettin' tricky
If it feel like I can't trust you
Then I’m upping blicky
And I'm vegetarian, fuck some chicken
And you act so scary as you duckin' niggas

I don't fuck with niggas
Especially them sucker niggas
You know what I'm sayin'
Speakin' facts man, man 1, 000 1K

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