Get the flathead I just seen a Ram truck fold the flatbed We finna slide on the rat with the ratchet Know I keep a shooter like a crackhead Step on him and make him scatter like an ant dead He on IG with that fifty but I got a hundred (hunnid round) Pour up some drank with a Fanta Riding my wave back can make a tsunami Down bad but I wasn't begging for money
Flat rich they think I'm leaving the country 5L gang ready to kill I got the brick like I build Frontline say I need me a shield Hands sweaty so my Glock got the grip Cowboy, I keep two Glocks on my hips John Deere, I got a pocket with steel Pee Wee Kirkland, I got dog food Like Snoop, I'm a dog too Cross ‘em up then foul you Wow, super shiesty Put a demon in the Chrysler Let him freestyle like a cypher Steady on me like a lifer From Atlanta, I ain't talking bout Rikers I'm a pull up supercharger I'm a hop out super trendy Tryna make ‘em proud like Penny Ten thousand one die Make ‘em lay down, Bed-Stuy We at the playground sticks out We finna slide but this ain't a slide We going head first like a dive They found a nine bullet in his eye Fuck them niggas, roll ‘em Fuck that bitch, expose ‘em I went global, left ‘em local High speed chase, now I need a chauffeur Big dog, bought my bitch a choker Keep my distance like corona
Heard they want smoke like a stoner Is you gon' pop when it pop? Stuck now cause he said it was up Chess not checkers, we coming for (touch/tut?) Pat down I had a (bomb?) on my nuts Shake down, start coming for us Fake love, now I'm coming for lust Rap lies but you want me to trust Locked up, he ain't want me to touch Chop it up but I ain't gonna discuss Two four, that's my brother Dealer, that's my buzzer Stick talk, it start stuttering Cartier star studded Bust down watch too flooded Pop percs like Kid Cudi Mask on like I'm ugly Victim with no suspect Send hits with no subject Married to the streets no objectTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
