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Young Prodigy - Flu Shot Lyrics



Young Prodigy - Flu Shot Lyrics




Please don't
Call me
Leave me
What's that

You think
You need
To see Where
I stand at

I move back
You knew that
I hated
The whole fact

Of you tryna
Take what's mine
I'm taking all
My shit back

Hit my town with your best friends
Hit your mouth you ain't make sense
I make guap you just make cents
Scream out loud with the bass heads

I'm too fly I don't know what land
I'm gonna land on with all my plans
Shawty go down and unbuckle my pants
Grabbing my (beep) with the pray hands

I got the shine like the sunlight
You just a bitch better act right
I got enough you just bluff
Imma cuss at you cunt
Better roll with the landslide

I speak you seek my peak
My own flow wanna bite me
What flow is you biting
Focus on your twitter typing

I stay flyer than the runway
Verses holy like a Sunday
Get it in all of my adrenaline venomous
Better duck quick whenever the gunplay

Shot down
Wasting my time
With you dumb clowns
I don't wanna waste
What I got on a shot
That I already popped
Bitch you don't even bust rounds

Yeah
I don't give a f*ck now
I'm number and you know how

I ain't letting anybody
Try to get above me
If you looking at me funny
Better call yourself a dummie

I show my worth in my work
Your verse shows worse
I ain't even gotta work that hard

Boy your hits really ain't hit
Boy your shit really ain't shit

I might catapult a cantaloupe
Inside your throat
And help you choke a little more
Than you choking
On everybody else's music
We don't even f*ck with yours

I like being like this
I like being a prick
You like being a bitch
Being a rich
Little ass f*ck boy
Ain't ever really a gift
I don't need to diss
Kill on my regular hits
I do not stop to offend
I just do it again
If you mad then go plead with your friends
Please just leave me to send

All of these rappers
Down below
You don't know
What I know
I control
If you live or not
I'll really take your soul

Please don't
Call me
Leave me
What's that

You think
You need
To see where
I stand at

I move back
You knew that
I hated
The whole fact

Of you tryna
Take what's mine
I'm taking all
My shit back

Please don't...
Young boy
I dream I see
I believe I am
Someone who can
Understand more than what the other person can't
I say I can make
What won't fade
How do I explain?
I"m self-made
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Please don't
Call me
Leave me
What's that

You think
You need
To see Where
I stand at

I move back
You knew that
I hated
The whole fact

Of you tryna
Take what's mine
I'm taking all
My shit back

Hit my town with your best friends
Hit your mouth you ain't make sense
I make guap you just make cents
Scream out loud with the bass heads

I'm too fly I don't know what land
I'm gonna land on with all my plans
Shawty go down and unbuckle my pants
Grabbing my (beep) with the pray hands

I got the shine like the sunlight
You just a bitch better act right
I got enough you just bluff
Imma cuss at you cunt
Better roll with the landslide

I speak you seek my peak
My own flow wanna bite me
What flow is you biting
Focus on your twitter typing

I stay flyer than the runway
Verses holy like a Sunday
Get it in all of my adrenaline venomous
Better duck quick whenever the gunplay

Shot down
Wasting my time
With you dumb clowns
I don't wanna waste
What I got on a shot
That I already popped
Bitch you don't even bust rounds

Yeah
I don't give a f*ck now
I'm number and you know how

I ain't letting anybody
Try to get above me
If you looking at me funny
Better call yourself a dummie

I show my worth in my work
Your verse shows worse
I ain't even gotta work that hard

Boy your hits really ain't hit
Boy your shit really ain't shit

I might catapult a cantaloupe
Inside your throat
And help you choke a little more
Than you choking
On everybody else's music
We don't even f*ck with yours

I like being like this
I like being a prick
You like being a bitch
Being a rich
Little ass f*ck boy
Ain't ever really a gift
I don't need to diss
Kill on my regular hits
I do not stop to offend
I just do it again
If you mad then go plead with your friends
Please just leave me to send

All of these rappers
Down below
You don't know
What I know
I control
If you live or not
I'll really take your soul

Please don't
Call me
Leave me
What's that

You think
You need
To see where
I stand at

I move back
You knew that
I hated
The whole fact

Of you tryna
Take what's mine
I'm taking all
My shit back

Please don't...
Young boy
I dream I see
I believe I am
Someone who can
Understand more than what the other person can't
I say I can make
What won't fade
How do I explain?
I"m self-made
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Writer: Joshua Cervantes
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Performed By: Young Prodigy
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