FLYBOY TARANTINO - Vulture lyrics

[Hook/Chorus – Flyboy Tarantino] No face, no case, f** 12 and the judge My n***a can't take no loss Hating a** n***a fall back Made one phone call you get knocked off Talking that big boy sh**, you a p**y a** n***a You ain't finna take off Talkin like you really with it, you ain't really bout it p**y boy we can tell you soft No face, no case, f** 12 and the judge My n***a can't take no loss Hating a** n***a fall back Made one phone call you get knocked off Talking that big boy sh**, you a p**y a** n***a You ain't finna take off Talkin like you really with it, you ain't really bout it p**y boy we can tell you soft [Verse 1 – Flyboy Tarantino] I need some diamonds on my necklace I'm so reckless Pull up on that n***a with the fire, one shot like a tetan*s Heard he got pressure Flexed up these n***as, vest up Cause we changing the sentence (?) You get leaded like number two pencil for touching my bread I keep the peaches in cream I keep the peaches in cream, yeah (?) came in with the Backwood (?) I know, I know 5, 4, that will be it So, I gotta' keep it safe n***a, I'm back on my sh** Boss up, never let another n***a cross you Pull up in and run cause we bouncing These b**hes know that we awesome Smoke keif, we light up the ganja Dirty face, you got a muddy bossed up f** a uzi, I'ma' get a chopper 2-2 Glock up for you opps [Hook/Chorus – Flyboy Tarantino] No face, no case, f** 12 and the judge My n***a can't take no loss Hating a** n***a fall back Made one phone call you get knocked off Talking that big boy sh**, you a p**y a** n***a You ain't finna take off Talkin like you really with it, you ain't really bout it p**y boy we can tell you soft No face, no case, f** 12 and the judge My n***a can't take no loss Hating a** n***a fall back Made one phone call you get knocked off Talking that big boy sh**, you a p**y a** n***a You ain't finna take off Talkin like you really with it, you ain't really bout it p**y boy we can tell you soft [Verse 2 – KinSoul] n***a, you a b**h That's just how it is Saying you that n***a, you might get slapped with a clip Cook a n***a like a shish kabob Flow bomb like a missile launch p**y n***a bout to miss a arm All these p**y n***as piss me off (f**ing n***a) Might get slapped with your b**h Quarter pack, he went and make a flip Now they really wanna take a sniff Sauce on me, tryna get a lick Try to escalate what the problem is Problem is, don't really wanna follow this These hollow tips will leave a n***a hollow, b**h You understand, this ain't no tomorrow sh** I'mma show you why a n***a gotta (?) sh** Like honestly, I don't want to call that b**h f** these hoes, f** this sh**, they be sick I ain't really much tryna f** with it n***a, you a b**h That's just how it is Saying you that n***a, you might get slapped with a clip [Hook/Chorus – Flyboy Tarantino] No face, no case, f** 12 and the judge My n***a can't take no loss Hating a** n***a fall back Made one phone call you get knocked off Talking that big boy sh**, you a p**y a** n***a You ain't finna take off Talkin like you really with it, you ain't really bout it p**y boy we can tell you soft No face, no case, f** 12 and the judge My n***a can't take no loss Hating a** n***a fall back Made one phone call you get knocked off Talking that big boy sh**, you a p**y a** n***a You ain't finna take off Talkin like you really with it, you ain't really bout it p**y boy we can tell you soft