Flu to Me

Lyrics
[Chorus: Zae The Philosopher] Yo! Holy moly I bet all them niggas know me (Niggas know me) I'm a OG riding 'round bumping oldies In a whip stupid dripped smoking cigs with a bitch That's probably a witch burn the wick (Burn the wick) Never fall for Sephora I been had juice since a youth What it look like a nigga gon' do to me? Ain't new to me Sick flow flu to me, flu to me, flu to me Holy moly I bet all them niggas know me (Niggas know me) I'm a OG riding 'round bumping oldies In a whip stupid dripped smoking cigs with a bitch That's probably a witch burn the wick (Burn the wick) Never fall for Sephora I been had juice since a youth What it look like a nigga gon' do to me? (Do to me, do to me, do to me) Ain't new to me Sick flow flu to me, flu to me, flu to me [Verse 1: Blue November] Seen me at the show you can't ignore me (Ignore me) I don't even know you and you owe me (And you owe me) I'm a deity with a shogun (With a shogun) I don't really dabble with the omens (With the omens) Three fingers on the clit like Logan Feels so good got her mouth straight foaming (Foaming) Rejecting calls 'cause I'm roaming You a bunch of little niggas like Kony (Kony) Why you flexing with a fag lay it on me Like you a bitch and you just fade away Y'all hate us for the latest Y'all degrading niggas with your trash, aye Got some cash and went to switch the bag, aye Gripped the brick and not the power way Stretch it and freaking it You can do anything: flip it or smoke it The coke look like coconut, focus I open up Fuck around and let you inside my thoughts Fuck around and see the end of it all I am such a fiend I'm loving the dark You are not emo my nigga you soft A bunch of these bitches is claiming they dogs I don't care at all I'll turn you to dolls with voodoo and all Better not give me a reason to call [Verse 2: Zae The Philosopher] Why the fuck would I care about your problems? Smoke green flying around like a goblin Smoke bats man, post in Gotham Act up then I have to rob 'em Kick shit like I'm soccer ballin' Too busy 'cause the racks been calling I ain't kidding with the rapping darling Got four more like you crawling Straight whiskey off the Jack get back Appreciate me get the hack, get back I'm a king of 'methazine, lean Locked up in my head free me Deity with the set I need a reason to be I don't smoke no gars stuff the weed in a leaf I get crazy when the cup filled right These sucka niggas ain't built right Somebody just don't feel right Smoking cigs been up all night Can't sleep, can't eat, just think No tears, blank stares just blink If that's your bitch then I might wink Watch the problems dry away in the ink Where you stay, where you from, where you repping? Looking mad, sucka nigga get to stepping [Chorus: Zae The Philosopher] Holy moly I bet all them niggas know me (Niggas know me) I'm a OG riding 'round bumping oldies In a whip stupid dripped smoking cigs with a bitch That's probably a witch burn the wick (Burn the wick) Never fall for Sephora I been had juice since a youth What it look like a nigga gon' do to me? Ain't new to me Sick flow flu to me, flu to me, flu to me Holy moly I bet all them niggas know me (Niggas know me) I'm a OG riding 'round bumping oldies In a whip stupid dripped smoking cigs with a bitch That's probably a witch burn the wick (Burn the wick) Never fall for Sephora I been had juice since a youth What it look like a nigga gon' do to me? (Do to me, do to me, do to me) Ain't new to me Sick flow flu to me, flu to me, flu to me
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Credits
- Writers
- Zae The Philosopher
- Blue November
- Blue November & Zae The Philosopher