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Artiste : Kodak Black
Titre : Came Thru Flushin´
I came here with nothin´, now, I got that money, now, they know me
Came through flushin´, I put the bustin´ on the Rollie

Them niggas say fuck me, I swear to God that was my whodie
Stick from the Russians, I got a hundred, and it´s loaded
My ear to the streets, and I got my eyes on my opponent
These niggas want beef, and I got that heat for whoever want it
I´m a fool on these beats, but with that piece, I act a donkey
I´m back on that lean, when I get to the scene, I´m actin´ bolegs

Stick in my jeans, I´m on a bean, I don´t know what´s wrong with me
Rockin´ the mic´, and I´m totin´ pipe, I´m at the show with it
Shorty, she nice, but that bitch ain´t right, she fuckin´ got four leg

Pulled up in a Viper, I was on a bike, I was on a go ped

Like it or love it, forever thuggin´, that´s how I be
Wilding´ for nothin´, I´m out in public acting acky
I see it comin´, I´ma find a plug in Abu Dhabi
I´m on a monkey, but I ain´t no monkey on high heat
He just beat a case and jumped out the Wraith and caught a body
Just beat a case and jumped out the Wraith and caught a body
My bitch caught me cheatin´, she went to beefin´, took my car key
I´m totin´ this heat, it got me conceded, actin´ cocky

I keep it gutter, these pussy niggas be tryna knock me
I keep it comin´, them pussy niggas be tryna stop me
Hit the floor runnin´, them pussy niggas was tryna block me
The judge throwing numbers he´s giving Boas like it´s rocky
Came from the struggle where you don´t make it out lightly
And then, when you make it, they go to flamin´ ´cause you icey
We hop out with skis, we kill with ease like the ISIS
I got me some cheese, remember we was in a crisis
Pulled up on the scene I´m in a stolo two-door Chrysler
Not a foreign, no keys, remember I was on a bicycle

´Member I had to ask for it
Knew daddy and my mama poor
Walkin´ up to the older boys, give me a dollar for a popsicle
Give me a dollar for a ice cream
Shit turned around, and niggas I use to look up to say they don´t like me no more
I was on a chase I almost got away until they turned on they little high beam

Gleeful, gleeful, gleeful
I don´t know what´s wrong with me
Glee, glee, glee
I don´t know what´s wrong
What´s wrong with me?

I say the stick in my jeans, I´m on a bean, I don´t know what´s wrong with me

Rockin´ the mic´, and I´m totin´ pipe, I´m at the show with it
Stick in my jeans, I´m on a bean
Rockin´ the mic´, and I´m totin´ pipe
The stick in my jeans, I´m on a bean, I don´t know what´s wrong with me
Rockin´ the mic´, and I´m totin´ pipe, I´m at the show with it
Shorty, she nice, but that bitch ain´t right, she fuckin´ got four leg
Pulled up in a Viper, I was on a bike, I was on a go ped

Gleeful, gleeful, gleeful
I don´t know what´s wrong with me

Tide
Like it or love it, forever thuggin´, that´s how I be

Wildin´ for nothing I´m out in public acting acky
I´m out in public acting acky
Like it or love it, forever thuggin´, that´s how I be