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Flag Lyrics - Artist : Crooked I
Aye put them COB flags in the air (COB)
Put 'em in the motherfucking air It's time to put the C.O.B bandana back on (Yeah, yeah) The robocops killed Breonna Taylor in her sleep It's time to wake they ass up, smoke 'em out with the choppers (Doot, Doot, Doot, Doot, Doot) Crooked going militant, uh Back on my shit again Back with some rap shit that'll make Kaepernick have to kneel again Back to stack a mill again Touchin' a button, tuckin' my ceiling in What tax bracket is that black gorilla in? All you need to know is I can afford ammo I'm like a sports channel I put them shooters on you court camera With a snap of the finger, way before Thanos And get away in a lambo Smooth as piano chord samples Flashing my diamond rings Finer things, if you dig the diamonds I give you You can finally lead the minor leagues It's jewelry time and I've been enlightenin' G's Ever since George Floyd and Eric Garner been tryna breathe You know how they do us right? Malcom X, you was right They care about a confederate statue more than a human life They abusin' our human rights Don't confuse me with Susan Rice I'm shooting right at you and that statue do my votin', toting a Ruger Pike Somebody go tell Mitch McConnell I'm a pistol aficionado He can go suck some dicks with Donald I'm killing all of that big bravado With the stick then I go get my thick Chicano Chicken Cabo, chillin' while she sip moscato Nigga just kickin' it like Ninjago Y'all know, I skip the bottle But still I pour out liquor for my niggas that's in Chicago I don't have all the answers to our cancers But something has to change The president acts deranged Can never just act his age I'm presently at the range Heavily strapped, ready to clap Whoever is actin' strange With my TEC in my Calico This Cali, ho but I'ma turn this shit into The Alamo Shoot outs, injure Pull the tool out, getcha Shit blew out, shoot quicker than Lew Alcindor 'gainst the defender You house niggas like Terry Crews go meet with your master tho' Say you ride for the culture, you better keep your word (Word) Crooked's a Shepard, these other rappers are sheep you heard Just wanna push you off a building And empty an extended clip in your body Before you even reach the street and curve The way you fly off the building, you can compete with birds The crash landing expanding your brains like some geeks and nerds They say actions speak louder than words I'ma make you eat your verbs This is Boyz n the Hood meets The Purge Purge C.O.B The COB is back Put them bandanas in the air Wave 'em around Bandanas up The COB is back Boop Boop Boop Boop Hurry |
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