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$in$ity - Flee Lyrics



$in$ity - Flee Lyrics




I told her good night, how she sleep with me?
(Yeah) Outside with the gang, high as I could be
(Yeah) I bet he tried his hardest, can't compete with me
Okay, come and try it, let's see who 'gon flee (Yeah)
Yeah, yeah yeah
Woah, yeah
Lil bro keep switching, up the knock
That nigga scared, punch a clock
She putting Henny on the rocks, she 'bout to messy up the spot

In the house on my Chop shit
Two poles, keep a chopstick
Package on me, drop ship it
Who that is? It's not hitting
Treat a nigga like I don't see 'em
Backup on me it's a cold heater
Walk in the store with a new freezer
And I experiment, I feel like a new creature

I laugh out loud when I'm off Reefer
Laugh out loud I'm smoking gas
Yes I'm up there in the bleachers
Know I'm court side like Shaq
Pass the ball I'm dunking that
And these niggas not putting up no points I'm not passing back
And my team rockets gotta blast

And he think it's a game, but I play for keeps
She keep going through my closet like "I'm taking these"
I'm doing business like the president, I can't be seen (Huh)
All black, and the windows, yes indeed (yes indeed)

Trust money more than these bitches, man that's all that I need
I'm not cuffing on a hoe, I pass to the team
Money moves what I'm making, see I got a scheme
I just spent what he made at a show on some designer jeans

I told her good night, how she sleep with me?
(Yeah) Outside with the gang, high as I could be
(Yeah) I bet he tried his hardest, can't compete with me
Okay, come and try it, let's see who 'gon flee (Yeah)
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I told her good night, how she sleep with me?
(Yeah) Outside with the gang, high as I could be
(Yeah) I bet he tried his hardest, can't compete with me
Okay, come and try it, let's see who 'gon flee (Yeah)
Yeah, yeah yeah
Woah, yeah
Lil bro keep switching, up the knock
That nigga scared, punch a clock
She putting Henny on the rocks, she 'bout to messy up the spot

In the house on my Chop shit
Two poles, keep a chopstick
Package on me, drop ship it
Who that is? It's not hitting
Treat a nigga like I don't see 'em
Backup on me it's a cold heater
Walk in the store with a new freezer
And I experiment, I feel like a new creature

I laugh out loud when I'm off Reefer
Laugh out loud I'm smoking gas
Yes I'm up there in the bleachers
Know I'm court side like Shaq
Pass the ball I'm dunking that
And these niggas not putting up no points I'm not passing back
And my team rockets gotta blast

And he think it's a game, but I play for keeps
She keep going through my closet like "I'm taking these"
I'm doing business like the president, I can't be seen (Huh)
All black, and the windows, yes indeed (yes indeed)

Trust money more than these bitches, man that's all that I need
I'm not cuffing on a hoe, I pass to the team
Money moves what I'm making, see I got a scheme
I just spent what he made at a show on some designer jeans

I told her good night, how she sleep with me?
(Yeah) Outside with the gang, high as I could be
(Yeah) I bet he tried his hardest, can't compete with me
Okay, come and try it, let's see who 'gon flee (Yeah)
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Writer: Reginald Geddie
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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Performed By: $in$ity
Language: English
Length: 2:05
Written by: Reginald Geddie

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