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R. $olo - Flash Lyrics



R. $olo - Flash Lyrics




(Pew, pew, pew, pew)
Solo
(Yuh, yuh, yuh)
Solo, Solo, Solo
(Yuh, yuh)
Solo

Yeah, Caught on a corner, we flashin a light
(Light, light, light)
Lil bitches shakin they asses tonight
Lil bitches got titties flashin tonight
Ima let lil brodie spazz, its aight
Bitch actin ratchet, we ratchet, aight
Throw that lil shit, ima catch it, aight
(Yuh, yuh)
But if we pass him, he's passin', it's cool
But you know we stuck like a magnet, right
Leave his ass red like a MAGA hat, right
Whoop his lil ass like his daddy didn't, right
You sucked me, let me f*ck
You had me then, right
Wrong, I only had it one night
(Bitch)

But if we pass him then he passin, it's cool
I'ma let lil' brodie ass know the rules
You chose to lack, so you lack and you lose
I was off pills, I was lackin' in school
Shit, I was trappin' then too
I can't be mad at the path that I choose
You was laughin' at me, now I'm laughin' at you
Bitches love me, they used to laugh at me too
That's my cutty, that's my favorite lil' dude
When I'm sippin muddy, that's my favorite lil' mood
(Sigh)
I guess you my favorite too, bitch
I like the favors you do
I like the flavor of you, bitch
You like to savor me too
We f*ckin', I came in the booth
New crib, came with a view
Top off, but it came with a roof
Vay-cay, came with a suite
Chain on, but I came in a suit
AK and the chamber is new
Weak rounds, your chamber is loose
Rebound like Wilt Chamberlain do, did
I said I came with a sig
That mean when I came, I was lit
Can't even fathom the pain that I bring
Can't even fathom the pain that I brought
You said you a fan, but you came with a opp
I came here with blam and I came with a thot
You came here with problems, you came to get shot
I came here with Rok, he ah rock off ya top
Do you remember anything that I taught
Bitch, it's December, you came in a crop
I'm a real cook, I cook crack in the croc
Use yo jaw on me till that thing lock
You can wiggle the doorknob and knock
I ain't answering for none of you, none of you
You think you gangsta, that's funny, that's funny
I'm gunning you, gunning you, gunning you, gunning you
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(Pew, pew, pew, pew)
Solo
(Yuh, yuh, yuh)
Solo, Solo, Solo
(Yuh, yuh)
Solo

Yeah, Caught on a corner, we flashin a light
(Light, light, light)
Lil bitches shakin they asses tonight
Lil bitches got titties flashin tonight
Ima let lil brodie spazz, its aight
Bitch actin ratchet, we ratchet, aight
Throw that lil shit, ima catch it, aight
(Yuh, yuh)
But if we pass him, he's passin', it's cool
But you know we stuck like a magnet, right
Leave his ass red like a MAGA hat, right
Whoop his lil ass like his daddy didn't, right
You sucked me, let me f*ck
You had me then, right
Wrong, I only had it one night
(Bitch)

But if we pass him then he passin, it's cool
I'ma let lil' brodie ass know the rules
You chose to lack, so you lack and you lose
I was off pills, I was lackin' in school
Shit, I was trappin' then too
I can't be mad at the path that I choose
You was laughin' at me, now I'm laughin' at you
Bitches love me, they used to laugh at me too
That's my cutty, that's my favorite lil' dude
When I'm sippin muddy, that's my favorite lil' mood
(Sigh)
I guess you my favorite too, bitch
I like the favors you do
I like the flavor of you, bitch
You like to savor me too
We f*ckin', I came in the booth
New crib, came with a view
Top off, but it came with a roof
Vay-cay, came with a suite
Chain on, but I came in a suit
AK and the chamber is new
Weak rounds, your chamber is loose
Rebound like Wilt Chamberlain do, did
I said I came with a sig
That mean when I came, I was lit
Can't even fathom the pain that I bring
Can't even fathom the pain that I brought
You said you a fan, but you came with a opp
I came here with blam and I came with a thot
You came here with problems, you came to get shot
I came here with Rok, he ah rock off ya top
Do you remember anything that I taught
Bitch, it's December, you came in a crop
I'm a real cook, I cook crack in the croc
Use yo jaw on me till that thing lock
You can wiggle the doorknob and knock
I ain't answering for none of you, none of you
You think you gangsta, that's funny, that's funny
I'm gunning you, gunning you, gunning you, gunning you
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Writer: Ryder Solem
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Language: English
Length: 2:40
Written by: Ryder Solem
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