Lil Durk – Just Flow Lyrics

Lil Durk – Just Flow Lyrics
Just Flow
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    "Just Flow." - Lil Durk

    Album: Just Cause Y'all Waited
    Track No: 02

    Yea, yea, pussy homosexual
    Gang, gang, in this muffucka turning up with this man one time
    Man, Moneybag on the beat
    Muhfuckin' broski, feel me?
    Pussy homosexual
    Cookie ain't original
    Yuh 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 my like a fuckin' goat
    Shooter, I cannot get poked
    Pussy, he don' wan' no smoke
    Nut, he a actually blow
    Turn you to a casserole
    Chiraq gotta ride with gats
    Molly, weed, perks, and X
    Gotta keep yo' niggas close
    Never know who next to go
    You broke, what you slackin' for?
    Killas they get cracked the most
    Bronem got my back the most
    System hate the Blacks for sure
    Shorty they be coo coo gang
    They don' ever ask to blow
    Bitch, what you jappin' fo'?
    My lil' bitch is sexual
    Nope, I can't save a hoe
    Bro, whatchu save her for?
    Drugs, I could take a whole
    Traffic, I could take a pole
    No, drugs take it no (gang)
    They'll take your soul (bitch)
    Bitch, just play your role
    Nobody know
    Home invasion
    If nobody home
    Gotta felony, if his body hung
    Got my guns wit me
    Ain't no body guard
    And I'm hard body
    Even though my body hard
    I don't know if Nuski save me, it's probably God
    Lil' bro, he be shootin', lil' bro he a asshole, uh
    Killer and the snitch, call him Donnie Brasco
    How you hang with gangsters, they don't know you tattle?
    Lost Tanya 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 is savage, she ain't got no manners
    She dropped outta school just to fuck a scammer
    Told her he gon' get a car and get her off the cameras
    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
    [?] eight track, I might get some becky
    All black Glock, just to match the Dickies
    And I brought my bitch a watch to match Meek and Nicki
    Had to jump up at the gang, shit was gettin' tricky
    If it feel like I can't trust you, then I'm up and blickin'
    And I'm vegetarian, fuck some chicken
    And you ain't your scariest, you duckin' niggas
    I'on' fuck wit niggas
    Especially them sucka niggas
    You know what I'm sayin'
    Spittin' facts man, man 1000
    Huh, 1K

    Writer(s): Lil Durk, Oh!Zone.

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