B Rahh Flow

By M Row

On Mr. Manuever

Released on December 20, 2024

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[Intro]

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[Verse]

First things first, stop tryna put uis with niggas we linkin' with just to do music

Only jack my block, feel a way get shot, free the bros that booked for the rippin' and shootin'

I done came through blocks, one deep one chop, d-d-dump, everyone duckin' and movin'

Get lit with whoever been feelin' a way about us, it's never no pickin' and choosin'

And word to my deads, all of y'all niggas thats linked with the opps start mindin' yall business

Y-y'all got me glitchin' and half of y'all gassed and they givin' the belt but whole time they be missin'

Before they was Jet, they was goin' in jail every spot gettin' beat, niggas never was livin'

We've been up on the score, I been outside niggas know how I get since the very beginning

Listen, y'all niggas go through y'all research

We got no L's, check the score, niggas winning

So don't get hurt if you think shit sweet when you come to my block, even thinkin' about spinning

The Lz over east tryna spin but they don't know who they lookin' for, y'all niggas gotta be kiddin'

Attention, please stay outta the war, we don't know none of y'all, y'all niggas be trippin'

Sha Gz, I would never sit back and just try to go cop it the way that you dressin'

Yus still my son but I don't like how the way that you do all that shit for that funny attention

Yeah I said YGK and I love all my smoochies, take it back and it's no second guessin'

But that was for Polo them niggas be suckin' on dick with the Sweeps and its more I'm addressin'

GrantK, I don't fuck with no 3 Staccs

The sweeps on y'all block alright bet I'ma be back

I'm yellin', "Sweep", if he scream back, word to my mother I'm lettin' my heat clap

Boom through the 4th, five shots made 'em lean back

I'm shootin' at cars, speed bump, put your seat back

T-This shit is real, you will get shot tryna play with my son and I will not repeat that

I-I need some feedback, fuck all y'all bitches cause I want the drop on the pussy, I need that

Come back to y'all hood, like everything good

I ain't wifin' no opp thot niggas could keep that

Keepin' it P, but why would you seed that?

I said bitches just hit, couldn't you leave that?

T-They always say they gon' do all this shit when they see me, I-I promise you they never mean that

B-Baby Floxks gon' die at a young age, lot of y'all niggas need to go hit the gun range

I was on 89, Relly Gunz can't aim got low tryna go down the one way

'5ive shit jammed nigga ran by the 892

B-Broad day right on a Monday

For my Fs I’ll’ [?] told bro threw one, after that you seein' this gun flame

P-Public Service Announcement, please stop usin' my name on some clout shit

Y'all jump in the beef, but don't know about shit

It's history 'bout how we grrt, baow shit

Nesty, why the fuck you go and diss me and that shit was dirt I ain't like how you sounded

And, a lot of yall niggas not Houndin', a lot of y'all jack it because y'all around it

To answer y'all question, my block is not O, yeah

Fuck with a few niggas up on that block though

For anyone feelin' a way about that make it lit when you see me stop duckin' your taco

Mad of y'all niggas jack beef with a lo but don't let it be know that y'all really be opps tho

Pussy, I'ma start knockin' at doors, t-throw a shot right after I knock though, nigga

Lemme just turn up my tempo, niggas done spin through lettin' like ten go

Oh that's Kenny Capone, I'm 2-0

I'ma pull up and beat him all over again though

You speak on my name, speak about how I be spinnin' and how many shots I done sent though

Message, d-don't give a fuck to be cool, with none of y'all niggas

I don't wanna be friends though

Word to my mother nigga