Unk Flatline Lyrics
[Intro, Hook: repeat each line x4]
Let's f___ his a__ up!!!
We f___ed his a__ up!!!
Now call the ambulance!!!
.44 ducked off in my chevy let's f___ his a__ up
And if a hata buck let's f___ they a__ up
I'm black skied-masked up whateva is whateva'
I'm watchin' n____s posted mixin' fruits and goose togetha'
I keep that black beretta I call dat b____ my heater
And if you play me close just like a b____ man Imma ski cha'
Dem westin twins will meet cha' can greet cha' like a feature
And change up all ya features call da Red Cross to treat cha'
The club is off a meters the crunk they doin' they dance
Security betta check em' or we gone throw dem hands
Now A-Town stomp dat a__ watch me bow his a__ up
(Aye back up!!!!) call the ambulance and now you f___ed
Ready to pick yo a__ up and take you on the stretcher
We f___ed his a__ up I hope dat God Bless Ya
Yo team ain't hear to help ya do want it wit us
I told you that we gangstas let f___ his a__ up
(Flatine!!) his he gone? (Flatline!!!) Lil' Shawty dead
(Flatine!!) he bust a move (Flatline!!) we rocked his dreads
(Flatline!!!) 4 to ya dome(Flatline!!) I split cha' wig
Imma grown a__ man I don't play wit f___in' kids
These n____s swear they hard these hoes think they bad
But when it comes to beef they all act like drags
Sissies punks and f__s yo life is slippin' fast
I hope you go to heaven Tupac gone kick yo a__
I think you need to breathe I'm cold so n____s chill
Smoke you a blunt a kush go try to get a deal
n____s bustin' forreal Big Oomp we tote the steel
DJ Unk off in the Lac ready to twist yo cap back forreal