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Track: BLACK FLAG FREESTYLE (with That Mexican OT)
Artist: Denzel Curry
Album: King Of The Mischievous South Vol. 2

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Name: Denzel Curry
Spotify Genres: punk rap
Followers: 2,801,361
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Rapper from Miami Gardens, Florida, USA. He was born February 16, 1995.

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Release: Denzel Curry - King Of The Mischievous South Vol. 2
Year: 2024
Genres: Hip Hop
Styles: Trap, Hardcore Hip-Hop

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LYRICS

Yo, y'all know what time it is
Black flag on everything, stay protected
Move real smooth, know what I'm sayin'?
Don't spare nothin', let's go
Ayy, black flag all on my mic' (On my mic')
I been known to spend a lot like Bob Barker, the price is right (Hey)
Being broke my kryptonite (Huh), being rich my superpower (Huh)
Smokin' on these bitter niggas, in my hood we call it sour (Smoke)
From the southside of F-L-A, been through Dade and Broward
Musty ass kush on me, smellin' like a golden shower (The shower)
Yeah, I like my weed louder, bitches badder, niggas realer (Ayy)
I don't play about my family, 'bout my business, 'bout my skrilla (Nah)

Take these niggas to escuela, nigga, I speak Español (Boom)
I don't deal with pussy niggas, never hang with messy hoes (No)
Hangin' with them Cubans, boy, you thought he was from Mexico
One love to my Jamaican niggas, sak pasé to all my Zoes
I don't even speak creole, bitch, I only speak my mind (Huh)
If my music made you deaf, then bitch, my jewelry made you blind (Bling, baow)
Did it all with one flow, niggas used to double-time (Uh-huh)
Yeah, I used to smart-talk, but now I had to dumb it down (Dumb it down)
Straight record Zel, bitch, I'm blowin' up the spot (Ayy)
I'm a Carol City nigga, mane, y'all hoes must've forgot (Ayy)
I am not an emo rapper and I ain't no fuckin' herd nigga (What else?)
I was whoopin' ass since the first, second, and third nigga (What else?)
Girls that be in love with me be the type to curve niggas (Curve)
You hoes take a cock or two, so that bitch a bird, nigga
Put me in The Firm, nigga, look at what I earned, nigga
I'ma keep it P, only thing missin' is a perm, nigga (What up?)

Ayy, black flag all on my mic' (On my mic')
I been known to spend a lot like Bob Barker, the price is right (Hey)
Being broke my kryptonite (Huh), being rich my superpower (Huh)
Smokin' on these bitter niggas, in my hood we call it sour (Smoke)
From the southside of F-L-A, been through Dade and Broward
Musty ass kush on me, smellin' like a golden shower (The shower)
Yeah, I like my weed louder, bitches badder, niggas realer (Ayy)
I don't play about my family, 'bout my business, 'bout my skrilla (Nah)

Brown flag on my steering wheel
I'm so stuck, I'm steering still
Fucked her, had an oil spill
This Draco built like Bushwick Bill
Like I'm from New York, I'm a real born rider
Pull out this long nose revolver like, "Howdy"
Coolin' at South Park, high as fuck like Towelie
Sippin' on Crayola, Backwood full of Maui
I'm so caught up with the burnt Burberry
Pants saggin', my dick and balls too heavy
Turn his noodle pack into spaghetti
Then ride with his body on the hood of the Chevy
F-L-A, what the fuck is the deal?
Bitch, I'm straight out of Texas, we keepin' it trill
Got Kill Bill in me, got King of the Hill
I'm a Activis sipper, I stay crackin' seals
Cocaine get a hit and a hundred-dollar bill
I'ma delete him with millimeters, nah, for real
I cut it off with people, you just like to feel
I'm beefin' with alligators 'cause I killed they cousin
Just to make his bitch ass into boots
I went to the bone, I'm strong with the roots
Got a mouth full of diamonds, lookin' like Fruity Loops

They know I'm the truth, make them disappear, poof
Hit from the back, make the pussy go poof
Traphouse in the south, got shooters on the roof
I'm a dog ass Mexican, woof-woof-woof
They know I'm the truth, make them disappear, poof
Hit from the back, make the pussy go poof
Traphouse in the south, got shooters on the roof
I'm a dog ass Mexican, woof-woof-woof

Ayy, black flag all on my mic' (On my mic')
I been known to spend a lot like Bob Barker, the price is right (Hey)
Being broke my kryptonite (Huh), being rich my superpower (Huh)
Smokin' on these bitter niggas, in my hood we call it sour (Smoke)
From the southside of F-L-A, been through Dade and Broward
Musty ass kush on me, smellin' like a golden shower (The shower)
Yeah, I like my weed louder, bitches badder, niggas realer (Ayy)
I don't play about my family, 'bout my business, 'bout my skrilla (Nah)