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Flight

The Whole Team Hit

 

The Whole Team Hit


FTC
(How you say your name? Young Mooski?)

The whole team hit, just fucking hit (Just fucking hit)
We ran right through, like chips and dip (Like chips and dip)
Just hit, hit, hit, just after hit (Just after hit)
The whole team hit, just fucking hit, hit, hit, hit

The whole team hit, just fucking hit (Just fucking hit)
We ran right through, like chips and dip (Like chips and dip)
Just hit, hit, hit, just after hit (Just after hit)
The whole team hit, just fucking hit (Just fucking hit), hit

Ever since a toddler, I've been running to that bag, nigga
Dropped a couple bitches 'cause I love that money fat, nigga
I ain't with the tripping, if I fall, I bounce back, nigga
Bitch, I'm coast to coast, definition of a map, nigga
Know I'm 'bout a bag, give a fuck 'bout a bitch
Pussy real wet, give a fuck 'bout her shit
Married to the money, to the bag I'm getting rich
You're the main reason, ho', why I call a bitch a bitch

The whole team hit, just fucking hit (Just fucking hit)
We ran right through, like chips and dip (Like chips and dip)
Just hit, hit, hit, just after hit (Just after hit)
The whole team hit, just fucking hit (Just fucking hit), hit

Don't hate the player, baby girl, hate the game
I ain't never gon' change, money deranged
Pull up in a drop top, talking off her crop top
Make that ass pop, pop, drop, drop, like it's hot
Hold it, nigga, this the end?
Fuck a broke bitch, I don't even like friends
Fucking with Flight, man, don't you even pretend
Married to the money, only loyal to my bands

The whole team hit, just fucking hit (Just fucking hit)
We ran right through, like chips and dip (Like chips and dip)
Just hit, hit, hit, just after hit (Just after hit)
The whole team hit, just fucking hit (Just fucking hit), hit

Just-just-just hit, hit, hit, just after...
(How you say your name? Young Mooski?)

Just-just hit, hit, hit, just after hit (Just after hit)
We ran right through, like chips and dip (Like chips and dip)
Just hit, hit, hit, just after hit (Just after hit)
We ran right through, like chips and dip (Like chips and dip)

done

Did you add all the unfamiliar words from this song?