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Can’t Match My Flee Lyrics by FBG Young

Shoot To Live

2013

[Intro: FBG Young & FBG Dutchie]
Clout Boyz (Woo, woo)
G-A-N-G (Woo, huh)
Fly Boy Gang (Hehe, Levi, you crazy)
Clout Boyz
Niggas can't match my flee (At all, at all, nah)
Niggas can't match my flee (Let's get it)
No no, yeah (Gang, gang, gang)
G-A-N-G (Gang, gang, gang, gang)
[Chorus: FBG Young, FBG Dutchie, and FBG Young & FBG Dutchie]
It's a tragedy
Niggas mad at me (Why?)
'Cause they can't match my flee (Nah)
Niggas can't match my flee (At all)
G-A-N-G (Gang, gang, gang)
Niggas can't match my flee (At all)
Niggas can't match my flee (Nah)
Niggas can't match my flee (Niggas can't match my flee)
It's a tragedy
Niggas mad at me (It's Dutchie)
'Cause they can't match my flee (At all)
Niggas can't match my flee (Woo, woo, woo)
G-A-N-G
Niggas can't match my flee (Huh)
Niggas can't match my flee (Huh, huh)
Niggas can't match my flee (Let's get it)
[Verse 1: FBG Dutchie]
Niggas can't match my flee (Nah)
My wrist a masterpiece (Yeah)
I'm ballin' like a hooper
No, I'm not a athlete (Unh-uh)
My belt say double G (Gucci)
Or it might Louis V (Louis)
Your girlfriend on my deno
So I let her chew a G (Tell her give me top)
My wrist is gettin' 'nat cold (Cold)
My chain is gettin' 'nat froze (Froze)
Your girlfriend fuckin' with that white girl
Stuff it up hеr nose (Thotiana)
Shawty got the greenlight
'Cause you know that bitch gon' go (Shе goin')
And my whole team flee
So who fuckin' her, who knows? (Who knows?)
I say money, money, money (Money, money)
Bitch, I got a lot of gwop (Them bands)
I got hitters in the cuts (Them hitters)
And they firin' lots of shots (Grrah, boom-boom, boom-boom)
I be hittin' up the parties (The parties)
I be fuckin' all the thots (The thots)
I be rockin' Max and Trues (Trueys)
But I rock a lot of Rocks (Let's get it)
[Chorus: FBG Young & FBG Dutchie]
It's a tragedy (Uh-huh)
Niggas mad at me (Yeah)
'Cause they can't match my flee (Uh-huh)
Niggas can't match my flee (Bitch, it's YoungGoDumb)
G-A-N-G (GoDumb)
Niggas can't match my flee (It's Young)
Niggas can't match my flee (Nah)
Niggas can't match my flee (Niggas can't match my flee)
It's a tragedy
Niggas mad at me (Why?)
'Cause they can't match my flee (At all)
Niggas can't match my flee (Uh-huh)
G-A-N-G (Gang, gang, gang)
Niggas can't match my flee (GoDumb)
Niggas can't match my flee (Nah, let's get it)
Niggas can't match my flee (Let's get it)
[Verse 2: FBG Young]
Homicide, GoDumb, I be killin' things (Bitch, it's YoungGoDumb)
My shirts came from Tokyo, horseshoes my jeans (Trues)
Ones Krispy Kreme, scuff 'em, pop his jellybean (Bah, bah)
Next stop, Green Line, Clout Boyz the money team (Bah-bah)
And I got that molly, got that Mary, got them flats (I got that)
Push the work like strollers, everybody movin' jabs (We got them packs)
Hit my iPhone, you know I keep it on deck (Hello? Hello?)
LA Fitness, bitch, you know I blow flex (I blow flex)
Ridin' high, smokin' dope, I'm tryna duck the people (Get low, get low)
Yesterday it was Polo, today, I might do Diesel (Uh-huh, uh-huh)
Tomorrow, it might be Truey, Sunday, it was Gucci (Double-G)
Wrist, Michael Kors, I be ballin' on these goofies (Swish)
(Gang, gang)
[Chorus: FBG Young & FBG Dutchie]
It's a tragedy
Niggas mad at me (Doin' numbers)
'Cause they can't match my flee (Nah)
Niggas can't match my flee (At all)
G-A-N-G (Gang, gang, gang)
Niggas can't match my flee (At all)
Niggas can't match my flee (Nah)
Niggas can't match my flee (Niggas can't match my flee)
It's a tragedy
Niggas mad at me (Why?)
'Cause they can't match my flee (At all)
Niggas can't match my flee (Nah)
G-A-N-G (Gang, gang, gang)
Niggas can't match my flee (Let's get it)
Niggas can't match my flee (Nah, let's get it)
Niggas can't match my flee (Let's get it)
It's a tragedy
Niggas mad at me (Doin' numbers)
'Cause they can't match my flee (Nah)
Niggas can't match my flee (At all)
G-A-N-G (Gang, gang, gang)
Niggas can't match my flee (At all)
Niggas can't match my flee (Nah)
Niggas can't match my flee (Niggas can't match my flee)
It's a tragedy
Niggas mad at me (Why?)
'Cause they can't match my flee (At all)
Niggas can't match my flee (Nah)
G-A-N-G (Gang, gang, gang)
Niggas can't match my flee (Let's get it)
Niggas can't match my flee (Nah, let's get it)
Niggas can't match my flee (Let's get it)
[Outro]
(Hehe, Levi, you crazy)
Credits

About “Can’t Match My Flee” by FBG Young

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