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was you're excuse
A rehab flunky junky with your own private room
You've really healed up nicely
I can barely see your scars
But, oh my god, what had

to every word you're a flunky skunky
You bitches stink
Turn you to a coat like you was a mink
You're careers a Titanic it's finna sink
I don't stay in my

And i'm going to give it to em
Even if it means I gotta become a Fuck boy or flunky so
Get on the ground
Don't make a sound
I don't wanna have to let off

Mom I ain't no flunky
I just left the trap house, trying to serve a junkie
Woke up in the morning for the bread, bitch I'm hungry
Smoking on the trees I

yeah
Do the Boosie dance and I ain't talking bout no ratchet
So them niggas who want static we gon let em have it
This for them flunky ass lil niggas

All I ever talk about is she slurping
You is a flunky you don't get no funds bitch
Get the funds bitch
You think shit funny
Up the burner I curl it

one
Wait
Say
This spiffy is kicking in on me
I don't want kick it with flunkies
Sig got kick like a donkey
Don't be tryna play hero if you know like I

Keep talking shit you'll get jumped like a jumpy rope
Bitch you aint high, you a fluke, you a flunky
Only serve boy to my fam and my junkies
Ey bitch,

like Maurice Clarett

All this got damn money on me, Im in Monarch wit a check
Let a nigga run up on me, paint ya, Ima artist
And bitch, I aint a flunky

and he move with finesse
Yo flunkies looking like some uncs trying to get spoon fed
Know how I rock they aint gone put nephew to the test
They see that bag

Talking bout they for her back
Yeah right
Bitches be some junkies, so I'm Schooling all the flunkies
I done climbed the ladder high, and The top is not that

Johnny:
Because u could keep any bitch
I got my rich tea bitch tea
I tell ya im a junkie a flunky
cruzin ma ass with a Oreo don't need a hoe
got ma

bladed junkies and softball flunkies
Angry young kids in black
Playing guitars and smoking cigarettes and
Wondering how to get there future back
I said

The corporate flunky says it
The Italian designer
With his rickshaw in China says
Babe, I'm on fire
Babe, I'm on fire 

Chorus 

The trucker with his juggernaut

the flunky
watch the fallen stand
Just call my number
Hand me down my rag
Hand me down my rag
Hand me down my rag

CHORUS

and blue
But you keep coming back just an addict who loves to lose
Flunkies, junkies, couldn't give a fucking monkeys
Veins are getting hungry, it's time

like dat I said fuck a diploma 
I rather go trap now I'm rappin for ends
It ain't no nigga like me I'm 2 real for theses niggas 
Theses flunkies run

that the cameras see, yeah
For jack-boot thugs in the land of the free
Look what it's gotten me
A smear campaign, a dead man on trial
A newsroom flunky

In my very first election, thought no way I could lose
Just a flop hat filly, a flunky, but a copper tit whore


Blind man rated me at 20, just

know me but attacked last night 
At the Golden Globes
She is a Hillary flunky who lost big

NBC News is bad but Saturday Night Live is the worst Not

fucked up flunkies
They tried to lace my weed, and turn me into a junky 
Verse 4
All my bitches hoes I don't think I ever had a queen
Mama showed no love

fucking w/ them counter fits you on some flunky shit 

I'm balling like I'm curry nigga watch me flick my wrist 
I got booku hoes lil bitch was gay at first

you read the fine print when you signing your name
You lames is more then bums just raisins under the sun
If chasing your dreams was fun you flunkies

that chit chat nigga
This nigga been a bitch an i can't wait to see em
He know like i know i do the race an beat em
Flunky ass nigga really rat i seen it