Flee

If you gonna rob hide your face nigga
If you gonna rob hide your
Rob hide your face Nigga
If you gonna

If you gonna rob hide your face nigga
(Face nigga)
Choppa and it tucked
In my waste nigga
Like wayne in your window
Bring the pain nigga
If I hear a
I get a itchy finger
(Yeah)

Your boyfriend talking stupid
So his weed laced
Hollows put halos on his head
I think he blunt faced them
Choppa put dreads on his head
I think that boy Jamaican
I put a sixty on his head
Six go get him
(Go get him)

And if you don't know
What I'm sipping on
I can tell you
That there's aunt jemima syrup in it
With this wock I put yo blood sweat
And tears up in it
With this wock I put my anger
And my fears in it

If you gonna rob hide your face nigga
(Hide your face)
Choppa and it tucked
In my waste nigga
Like wayne in your window
Bring the pain nigga
If I hear a
I get a itchy finger
If you gonna rob hide your face nigga
Choppa and it tucked
In my waste nigga
(Tucked in)
Like wayne in your window
Bring the pain nigga
If I hear a
I get a itchy finger

(Hahahahaha)
(Hahahahahahaha)
(Hahahahaha)



Credits
Writer(s): Khylon Edwards
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