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Khaki Shorts
by FBE Starks
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This nigga flashin' 400 like he ain't never seen no real money
Big chop a hit you in yo' chest and make you breathe funny
Flash on it, I can see you out, it ain't even sunny
I don't got no time for handouts, can't get none from me
Tryna get the bag off and get it out my hands
Walked in the store with khaki shorts and some white Vans
Fiends love when I come around cause I'm the white man
300 black out a lay a nigga down just like the white man
If I get a nigga left, just know I had the right plan
If they don't help you get a check, then you ain't got the right friends
I done fucked the wrong bitch, I'm tryna fuck her best friend
Me and gang don't even trip, we a let you pick again
You ain't never shot a switch, you just followin' the trend
I don't go nowhere and sit if I can't get my blick in
Talkin' like he bout it, but he got a loc and don't spin
Talkin' like he roddy, he ain't rich, he just a broke kid
If a nigga wet my block, I'ma go and drench his
If lil' bro don't like his Glock, he gon' go and take ten
Bro a shoot his shot from deep like he got a stretch big
If ain't nobody talkin' to the cops, they just some stressed pigs
Two shots a put him in his place for runnin' up
I treat my Glock like her tummy, cause I got it tucked
Binary trigger on the chop it's shootin like it's stuck
This bitch treat me like a king, I still don't give a fuck
That's the girl of your dreams, she be gettin' fucked
On my way to Oregon, I'm tryna find a duck
On the road for ten hours, like I'm drivin' trucks
In that store he a coward, he gotta drop his nuts
This nigga flashin' 400 like he ain't never seen no real money
Big chop a hit you in yo' chest and make you breathe funny
Flash on it, I can see you out, it ain't even sunny
I don't got no time for handouts, can't get none from me
Tryna get the bag off and get it out my hands
Walked in the store with khaki shorts and some white Vans
Fiends love when I come around cause I'm the white man
300 black out a lay a nigga down just like the white man
If I get a nigga left, just know I had the right plan
If they don't help you get a check, then you ain't got the right friends
I done fucked the wrong bitch, I'm tryna fuck her best friend
Me and gang don't even trip, we a let you pick again
You ain't never shot a switch, you just followin' the trend
I don't go nowhere and sit if I can't get my blick in
Talkin' like he bout it, but he got a loc and don't spin
Talkin' like he roddy, he ain't rich, he just a broke kid
If a nigga wet my block, I'ma go and drench his
If lil' bro don't like his Glock, he gon' go and take ten
Bro a shoot his shot from deep like he got a stretch big
If ain't nobody talkin' to the cops, they just some stressed pigs
Two shots a put him in his place for runnin' up
I treat my Glock like her tummy, cause I got it tucked
Binary trigger on the chop it's shootin like it's stuck
This bitch treat me like a king, I still don't give a fuck
That's the girl of your dreams, she be gettin' fucked
On my way to Oregon, I'm tryna find a duck
On the road for ten hours, like I'm drivin' trucks
In that store he a coward, he gotta drop his nuts
