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Flat Out

Wale

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Double MG, uh
Double MG, uh uh
Double MG, uh
Double MG, official
We flat out, so to speak
Let's get it
What's your set bout?
Me and my niggas, we flat out
Double MG, Double MG
That B-O-A, that B-O-A, that B-O-A
What's your set bout?
Me and my niggas, we flat out
Double MG, Double MG
That B-O-A, that B-O-A
What's your set bout?
Me and my niggas, we flat out
Double MG, Double MG
That B-O-A, that B-O-A, that B-O-A
What's your set bout?
Me and my niggas, we flat out
Double MG, Double MG
That B-O-A, that B-O-A, that B-O-A
Told you niggas do not fuck with us
Hope you niggas do not fuck with us
You caught feelings cause I caught her attention
She caught a flight after I caught a nut, woah
Shout out to my brothers though, quote me too
You gon' make some haters when you love our hoes
Heart is a lie, God bless my soul
Profit of my infectious flow
Pardon if my vocab ain't good
But the school I was in ain't have no books
These rap niggas never had me shook
I ain't from a town that is ran by crooks
Get the work from outta town for the money and the power
Niggas stepping on the powder like it's athlete's foot
No yap yap, come get at me first
Lil nigga, better act your worth
Understand niggas got to be heard
Why the fuck niggas got to be heard?
What's your set bout?
Me and my niggas, we flat out
Double MG, Double MG
That B-O-A, that B-O-A, that B-O-A
What's your set bout?
Me and my niggas, we flat out
Double MG, Double MG
That B-O-A, that B-O-A
What's your set bout?
Me and my niggas, we flat out
Double MG, Double MG
That B-O-A, that B-O-A, that B-O-A
What's your set bout?
Me and my niggas, we flat out
Double MG, Double MG
That B-O-A, that B-O-A, that B-O-A
Say I usually don't do freestyles
Cause my style ain't free, nigga
I said fresh from head to toe
I said fly from the feet up
I say you looking for a real nigga
Bitch look up and you'll see us
If you looking for your bitch, nigga
Don't look up, she with Jesus
I said Hallelujah, bitch pop the pussy
So she raised her hands and popped the pussy
I'm with Wale, that's MMG
That molly make her go
And that money make me show out
I say my grind wasn't planned out
I'm a real nigga, don't do handouts
My mama crib was my stash house
In the Yeezy box, nigga oh Lord
Nigga, ziplock in my Concorde
Say tell the feds I don't give a fuck
I'm the man now, I'm the man now
And that's DC to the A-Town
I said DC to the A-Town
And them fuck niggas, that's hands down
But in DC, they stay flat out
What's your set bout?
Me and my niggas, we flat out
Double MG, Double MG
That B-O-A, that B-O-A, that B-O-A
What's your set bout?
Me and my niggas, we flat out
Double MG, Double MG
That B-O-A, that B-O-A
What's your set bout?
Me and my niggas, we flat out
Double MG, Double MG
That B-O-A, that B-O-A, that B-O-A
What's your set bout?
Me and my niggas, we flat out
Double MG, Double MG
That B-O-A, that B-O-A, that B-O-A