Blueface Flow lyrics

by

Yung Davon


[Intro]
Tetsuo!
Davon, baby, yeah

[Verse]
Whip out my meat on an ugly ass whore
I can't care about a bag when my main b*tch poor
Go so hard in the paint that my feet is always sore
On my Blueface Flow, cause I'm tryna do more
I can't f*ck with a b*tch that ain't on my grind
Cause c'mon, lil baby, know I ain't really got the time
When I hop up in the 'stu, n*ggas said I'm one of a kind
Then I hop up on the porch with the meat, cause I'm fine
When I hop up on the stage, I make these bands, mami splash
Like one day, Yung Davon in straight set
I can't f*ck with f*ck n*ggas cause they actin' sorta fuzzy
But you n*ggas like a square, tell me if you feelin' lucky
I'm a young retarded n*gga on the beat
So a bunch pus*y n*ggas call me out, b*tch, I'm comin' so relentless
And I made your b*tch drop, from the second that I sent it
Tell your mama get 'em out, cause they slippin' from the drippage
Could never f*ck a thot hoe, gotta get that cash though
n*ggas never see me cause I'm chasin' to that bag, bro
n*ggas out here squaring, Spongebob, I'm an as*h*le
f*ck a damn flow, I put you n*ggas on the map though
Same word of mouth 'til we speed up and we catch you
n*ggas run they mouth 'til they right in front of you
Then they shut their mouth, actin' stiff and uncomfortable
I don't really get it but their momma still 'gon love me though
'Cause Yung Davon up next
You talk out your mouth but you stay lookin' stressed
I can't talk about other n*ggas cause I'm straight blessed
Put you in the f*cking round if you come for my neck
And I just bought your thot and she tryna give me neck
Yung Davon pull up and she said I'm the best
Yung Davon pull up and b*tch, I'm 'gon flex
On my Blueface Flow, cause I'm tryna be next, bop!
Nowadays n*ggas talk behind your back and
When you say these n*ggas wack, these n*ggas gettin' hella sad
And then they say they miss you, nah, I ain't finna diss you
But my n*ggas might get you and there ain't 'gon be no issue
Cause I got a new mission, my young boys got pistols
My homeboys got rifles, my family got shotguns
But these boys wanna fight though, stupid, my n*ggas too ruthless
You say you finna catch me, well, b*tch n*gga, do it!
[?] girls, these n*ggas wanna recruit me, ayy
Watch how I do it, your b*tch wanna do me
These n*ggas so Goofy and I feel like Mickey
I'm runnin' this sh*t, got your b*tch actin' iffy
And now you out simpin', sad ass n*gga
Kush and the zip, I'm a glad ass n*gga
And you fakin' them plays, [?] had that n*ggas
Give a f*ck about a [?], we finna pack that swisher, ayy!

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