Flee Lord Lord Talk Trilogy Intro
[Intro]
We back at it
Huh (Boom, boom, boom)
Uh huh
We back at it (Brr)
Let's go Bless
Yeah
Lord Lord
[Verse]
You win some you lose some, ain't nothing ever promised (No)
Went from tucking up them llamas ([?])
Now we puffing in Bahamas (Yeah)
Big loose booty walking nothing but pajamas
Bumping on Flee Lord, dumping out the Parma (Boom, boom)
Back in the jets with the straps and the stress
Caught a nap on the couch, with the MAC on my chest
All your nigga silicone, acting like your dealings on
Homie left the lot with a mop and the ceiling gone
Pressure in these backwoods, I'm measuring the smack good
Took it to the birds, I don't sell in thеse black hoods
Loyalty and Death-T, ain't going to be no nеxt week
Let's see, I'm going to drop another album next week
