[Lyric] No Flags (Cutthroat Louie)

[Intro]
Cash
Bitch (gang gang gang)
Gang (ha ha ha ha ha)
Crowem on the beat
Holup (Cutthroat Gang)
Holup, holup, holup
Bitch, niggas know how we bummin´

[Verse 1: Cutthroat Louie]
We ain´t pullin no flags
Tweak with the gang, then yo ass gon get a toe tag
I mean Louie back and since he got back
Shit, I heard that it´s a new pack
That´s what you get when you ain´t feeling that
The internet, we into that
Take your soul and you can´t get it back
Now them shells flying through you for the cap (yeah)
Speakin' of pack, what shortie say? Is it gas or what
He´d be alive right now, online right now if you niggas weren´t actin´ tough
So is it gas, or what?
Matter fact, shortie, fuck that shit just pass the blunt
And if your homie down, you ain´t turn up
Why the fuck you keep askin´ us
Look, I´m slide with you, ride with you
How them bullets flyin´ with you
You a bitch-ass nigga, fuck I look like trynna slide with you
I´m the type of nigga that´ll pull up with bout five pistols
I can´t chase ´em down, so I´m dumpin´ out the side window
[Verse 2: Boss Wooskie]
Get em gone, get you gone in a heartbeat
Been my nigga for a minute since [?]
My nigga Gucci do a drill out the car seat
223s comin through you like an IV
Everybody out the way, I need an iso
Hope you niggas got insurance, count Geico
Got your guards up, you ain´t finna fight folks
Flame comin out the glizzy like nitro
Six shots, no shells, the right [?]
Bet I keep my mouth tight like micros
Call up Milo, let the pipe blow
That´s lil bro, he don´t play around, he fight hoes
When I wake up in the morning put the pipe on
White tee, jewelry, and some Mikes on
Grab the iPhone, trynna see what Mike on
Then sit there, finna tell you how the night go
So we had a couple hoes to burn the gas out
Freaky bitches suck the dick, I´m finna spazz out
Pussy so big, when I went in I had to climb out
Bomb on the top of deal, baby girl, time-out
It´s to celebrate [?]
You wanna see what I´m on, you can find out
Everyday I´m on the block, what you talm´ bout
They seen fonem in the club, so they ran out
Red tape dead body got the Jakes hot
XD lemon squeeze make his face hot
Face shots in the whip, he´s got a case drop
And if you lookin´ for me, catch me on the 8th block
Niggas see me get to jumpin like hopscotch
See me comin' through the cut, made his mouth drop
The way I post up on the opps´ block, fuck the opps´ block
You would swear to God in mercy that´s my block
Bitch
[Outro]
Lil hoe, lil bitch
Lil hoe, lil bitch
Lil hoe, lil bitch (hahaha)
Lil bitch, lil hoe (gang, gang)
Lil bitch, lil hoe
On fonem