Slimesito, Dolan Beats - No Fly Zone lyrics

[Slimesito, Dolan Beats - No Fly Zone lyrics]

You know what the fuck going on man
I'm on gangway posted up
With the sticks nigga
Yeah, you know how the fuck I'm rocking man
(Dolan Imma keep this one) yeah
Sito, Sito, Sito

Pour a deuce in the drank now it's corrupted
Yeah, 357 you know I can't tuck it
All my niggas hop out bussing
Quickdraw got his pussy ass ducking
Pop a nigga now it's end of discussion
My bitch strapped up
She ain't going for nothing
No fly zone man I feel like Saddam
If he acting crazy, know that I'm upping
Face shots we ain't doing no fussing
All my niggas good to go, they be bussing
I got a plug he a Muslim
Paint said I get this shit by the dozen
I'm cutthroat man I just robbed my cousin
Alotta foreign bitches but I can't love em
That 40 on me I ain't tussling
I hop out popping niggas
Yeah I didn't feel nothing
I'm fronting that pack all the time
You know I be hustling
Sipping that fake drink yeah
I gave him Tussin

Yeah man you know how the fuck we rock nigga
Welcome to Clayton County gangway shit
Aka Jurassic Park

I'm fucking your bitch she corrupted
I stay with that Uzi on me
Yeah you know I be bussing
A nigga not real right then you
Know we gon dub him
I didn't have shit so you know
I came up from nothing
Got some shooters, they from Dublin
Dirty stick on me
Yeah you know this stick is corrupted
I rob your main bitch then
I pass to my cousin you ain't got a body
Why you niggas talk about nothing
How you got a body but you a bitch
I still got a firearm in the trench
No white flags
If you wanna go to war it's lit
I really be sending them hit's
Shoot a nigga in his shit
Shoot a nigga with that stick
FN on me and that shit don't got no kick
Shoot a nigga in front of his bitch
I was 12 years old when I hit my first lick
Riding around popping niggas on
The back strip
Back then we was banging on that hat shit
Fast forward to the day we on that trap shit
Hit him with the stick
He just did a backflip
Yeah, shit get cold like Minnesota
I ride with that FN I don't need a holster
I'm rich slime so you know
That I need a chauffeur
I'm real mob tied, know it's Cosa Nostra
I been laying on the Perc, I feel like I'm
That Draco on me so the strap on my shoulder
I paint your shit up
Now his ass finna turn yo ass over
I'm in a SR I'm finna upgrade my motor
I'm in the projects where I grew up
A nigga got older military stick on me
Man you know I'm a soldier i got too lit
I just poured the Wock in the soda
I'm smoking that opp pack
Yeah I'm smoking that doty
I shot his ass thirty times
Man you know that shit over
I slimed a nigga yeah it's over
That nigga got whacked tryna reach
I slumped his ass over
I got a lil spanish nigga
And he be moving like
That face shot killed a nigga now
His ass on a poster
I'm foreign whipping but I just did
A drill in a packed corolla
Thick as fuck like a folder
Yeah, I been serving out my
I been smoking like a Rasta
I got alotta Dracos, they in my casa
Just like menace all my shooters
Pop shit like shottas
And my choppa spitting out
Yall pussy niggas know that yall won't
That bitch bad as fuck but she gon
That bitch out her thong and got
That shit from her momma

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