NFL Flow
Bitch I got a big glock I ain't finna fight
He had started swinging nie he tryna tussle for his life
Shooting at my favorite opp hope his ass survive if he end up dead i pray his ass can die Twice
These niggas gambling with they soul but they ain't using dice
Finna hit a nigga in his temple he ain't running right
I could be a artist from my previous work of art
Cause I be painting niggas red and I be painting all they bitches white
People think they really know how I act as a person
Better go listen too demon time so you'll see what I'm really like
I always be sober I'll never pop me a perky and I'm having shit premeditated just to make You see the light
Talking to my woedie he said what's my favorite hobby
Told his ass I finger paint on niggas when I catch em after night
Member we had caught that one gangsta that's on the internet
I shhhh now he out of mind and out of sight
He was running in the field this ain't Friday Night Tykes
G2 passing bullets and they touchdown right inside his thigh
Don't drank red bull cause I can give you wings to fly tonight
You wanna be handy mandy with tools den you gone die tonight
This my nigga first week out of jail he got that fye tonight
So I had told him fuck it let's go make some mommas cry tonight
My young niggas breaking all of the rules they getting high tonight
So fuck it we gone send bout 14 niggas to the sky tonight
Crackers locked up my brother it's forever gone be fuck the law
Opp block we burning rubber when I see em time to knock em off
Fuck the opps them boys scared they gone be dead the day we come across
Better go use yo head cause if you don't then that bitch coming off
Shooting at niggas legs don't try to run cause you ain't ducking off
Three, two, one he had fled so if I pull up I ain't come to talk
Nigga working with feds until they cover his body chalk
Had this shit misread until I send a message with coffin
My niggas smoke opp pack to the face so all you hear is coughing
Tell him put that lil gun away fore you be like a dolphin
If they make a post about yo bro you know I'm finna heart it
Running in the field and he got blitz I don't miss my target
They know I ain't finna throw no fist if all my niggas sparking
No this ain't no diss but we be biting while yo people barking
Finna go blow that lil boy a kiss if he broaden
Like some dry lips I need a lick yes I'm really robbing
Bullets hot as hell put him up like a fucking kite
Call us NFL leave the opps with No Fucking Life
Got my shooters on top of yo roof so I call them snoopy
He had got scared now he all inside his drawls pooting
We be knocking off to many niggas better start recruiting
Finna hit a dude inside his shit if he start acting stupid
I love putting niggas in the grave I might go work with cupid
He be talking out his mouth with words I'm finna make him chew it
These niggas ain't using they mind I'm finna make him lose it
All my young niggas really bout it bitch the really Ruthless
I shot a nigga in his eye let's see if he see through it
You see me pop out anywhere you know my stick included
I gotta stick with a drum all these niggas running
Just like a dog taking a shit bitch we really dumping
If we pull up somebody dying we don't shoot for nothing
Somebody try one of my brothers know Lii Ruthless coming
I'm out of mind and out of sight you ain't gone see me coming
These bullets going back to back it sound like this bitch humming
Like a nigga scared to take a hit let's get this jumping
Draco trip a nigga on his face sense he think he bumping
He had started swinging nie he tryna tussle for his life
Shooting at my favorite opp hope his ass survive if he end up dead i pray his ass can die Twice
These niggas gambling with they soul but they ain't using dice
Finna hit a nigga in his temple he ain't running right
I could be a artist from my previous work of art
Cause I be painting niggas red and I be painting all they bitches white
People think they really know how I act as a person
Better go listen too demon time so you'll see what I'm really like
I always be sober I'll never pop me a perky and I'm having shit premeditated just to make You see the light
Talking to my woedie he said what's my favorite hobby
Told his ass I finger paint on niggas when I catch em after night
Member we had caught that one gangsta that's on the internet
I shhhh now he out of mind and out of sight
He was running in the field this ain't Friday Night Tykes
G2 passing bullets and they touchdown right inside his thigh
Don't drank red bull cause I can give you wings to fly tonight
You wanna be handy mandy with tools den you gone die tonight
This my nigga first week out of jail he got that fye tonight
So I had told him fuck it let's go make some mommas cry tonight
My young niggas breaking all of the rules they getting high tonight
So fuck it we gone send bout 14 niggas to the sky tonight
Crackers locked up my brother it's forever gone be fuck the law
Opp block we burning rubber when I see em time to knock em off
Fuck the opps them boys scared they gone be dead the day we come across
Better go use yo head cause if you don't then that bitch coming off
Shooting at niggas legs don't try to run cause you ain't ducking off
Three, two, one he had fled so if I pull up I ain't come to talk
Nigga working with feds until they cover his body chalk
Had this shit misread until I send a message with coffin
My niggas smoke opp pack to the face so all you hear is coughing
Tell him put that lil gun away fore you be like a dolphin
If they make a post about yo bro you know I'm finna heart it
Running in the field and he got blitz I don't miss my target
They know I ain't finna throw no fist if all my niggas sparking
No this ain't no diss but we be biting while yo people barking
Finna go blow that lil boy a kiss if he broaden
Like some dry lips I need a lick yes I'm really robbing
Bullets hot as hell put him up like a fucking kite
Call us NFL leave the opps with No Fucking Life
Got my shooters on top of yo roof so I call them snoopy
He had got scared now he all inside his drawls pooting
We be knocking off to many niggas better start recruiting
Finna hit a dude inside his shit if he start acting stupid
I love putting niggas in the grave I might go work with cupid
He be talking out his mouth with words I'm finna make him chew it
These niggas ain't using they mind I'm finna make him lose it
All my young niggas really bout it bitch the really Ruthless
I shot a nigga in his eye let's see if he see through it
You see me pop out anywhere you know my stick included
I gotta stick with a drum all these niggas running
Just like a dog taking a shit bitch we really dumping
If we pull up somebody dying we don't shoot for nothing
Somebody try one of my brothers know Lii Ruthless coming
I'm out of mind and out of sight you ain't gone see me coming
These bullets going back to back it sound like this bitch humming
Like a nigga scared to take a hit let's get this jumping
Draco trip a nigga on his face sense he think he bumping
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Writer(s): Lii Ruthless
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