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Suicideboys - Flodgin Lyrics



Flodgin’ Lyrics[Chorus: Frayser Boy]
Pistol to the head, of these niggas that be actin' fake
Pistol to the head, of these niggas that be actin' fake
Pistol to the head, of these niggas that be actin' fake
Pistol to the head, of these niggas that be actin' fake
Pistol to the head, of these niggas that be actin' fake

[Verse 1: Lil Uzi]
I want a supersized $uicide
$lick, he told me, "Do or die"
Did it, now I'm dead
Didn't even have to use any lead
Now my bed is soaked in blood, red stuff seepin' out my head
'Cause I was thinking how I never have cheddar to shred
Grey*59 put slime in your fine dime
Met her in person, she better in bed
Grabbed my sweater and left, guess I spread her to death
No more breath in her chest, just the sweat on her breasts
Body stuffed in the trunk of my 'Vette
Oddy Nuff got the shotty tucked up under his head
Sloppy cuts on my neck
Copycats try to copy cuts, now they dead
G*59, we tryna die
Fucking shine because the flame keep burning bright
Throw that body in the pile and call it a night

[Chorus: Frayser Boy]
Pistol to the head, of these niggas that be actin' fake
Pistol to the head, of these niggas that be actin' fake
Pistol to the head, of these niggas that be actin' fake
Pistol to the head, of these niggas that be actin' fake
Pistol to the head, of these niggas that be actin' fake

[Verse 2: Yung $carecrow & Frayser Boy]
SAMCRO with the blade, get a mayhem vote
Funny how the shade's never thrown when you broke
Taking dope to the face, then I turn to a ghost
The haters, the bitches, they come by the dozen
The lyin', the snitchin', I'm never gonna fuck with them
Pussy, you smell, like your homies been fucking you
Run up, get done up, I'm dreaming about cutting ya'
It's the Yung $carecrow with the ink on my body
Got Oddy right behind me, and he gripping that Tommy
I got the shotty, and I'm aiming right to your fucking dome
Invasions in your home, hope you live alone
No, I can't be fucking with no motherfuckin' flodgers
That junkie motherfucker got prescriptions like a doctor
Take a hunnid blunts to my motherfuckin' face
(Pistol to the head of these bitches that be actin' fake)
—Of these bitches that be actin' fake

[Chorus: Frayser Boy]
Pistol to the head, of these niggas that be actin' fake
Pistol to the head, of these niggas that be actin' fake
Pistol to the head, of these niggas that be actin' fake
Pistol to the head, of these niggas that be actin' fake

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