Flute by MX BLU Lyrics
HOOK:
I’ve been swerving through them lanes
Overtaking other yutes
Comin w dem melodies
Breezin like a flute
(du du du du duuu duuu duuuu)
(x2)
VERSE 1:
Rah ted
Look what dem man started
Your bitch came to me from u she departed
Dont question my ting
Ain't no point in askin
When i enter the game, better know I'm lasting
For real
Nigga just chill
Movin like a gyal what the hell is the deal
Say your bros are fam but your bros ain't real
Fake arse niggas and my style the steal
My style they reek
Pree my gram every week
Different people on my phone asking me if they can meet
And I say uh no
Who tf are you to speak
Only rock w real bros
SQ AB my Donnies they see
HOOK:
VERSE 2:
Ayo bro what you tellin me
Nuen just whipped up a remedy
See u catch the new melody
Assasinate the flow like its kennedy
Never gonna put my future in jeopardy
Blu is bourne for this no supremacy
And if u got ur mistress on lock
Then why in the fuck is she chckin me
When i air, why she beggin me
Really u should just leave her
Why she on my line all the time
Clearly she ain't a keeper
What she does, she does in the dark
Thinking nobody sees her
But i see her
Nah b u ain't no john cena
Rule my grounds just like beaker
Check dat move lowkey like a sneaker
Climb the mountain its steeper
Creeper
On me can't be a sleeper
And if u see the clouds in the room, its probably from the sativa
Keep insured no aviva, ain't even tryin hard well me neither
I’ve been swerving through them lanes
Overtaking other yutes
Comin w dem melodies
Breezin like a flute
(du du du du duuu duuu duuuu)
(x2)
VERSE 1:
Rah ted
Look what dem man started
Your bitch came to me from u she departed
Dont question my ting
Ain't no point in askin
When i enter the game, better know I'm lasting
For real
Nigga just chill
Movin like a gyal what the hell is the deal
Say your bros are fam but your bros ain't real
Fake arse niggas and my style the steal
My style they reek
Pree my gram every week
Different people on my phone asking me if they can meet
And I say uh no
Who tf are you to speak
Only rock w real bros
SQ AB my Donnies they see
HOOK:
VERSE 2:
Ayo bro what you tellin me
Nuen just whipped up a remedy
See u catch the new melody
Assasinate the flow like its kennedy
Never gonna put my future in jeopardy
Blu is bourne for this no supremacy
And if u got ur mistress on lock
Then why in the fuck is she chckin me
When i air, why she beggin me
Really u should just leave her
Why she on my line all the time
Clearly she ain't a keeper
What she does, she does in the dark
Thinking nobody sees her
But i see her
Nah b u ain't no john cena
Rule my grounds just like beaker
Check dat move lowkey like a sneaker
Climb the mountain its steeper
Creeper
On me can't be a sleeper
And if u see the clouds in the room, its probably from the sativa
Keep insured no aviva, ain't even tryin hard well me neither