2 door coupe, 400 chips Jacob watch cost two bricks Throw another rack cause she doin' splits I got a bag of molly's, know she wanna lick Make a girl kiss a girl Turnin shit in the molly world And then she geekin off them drugs Makin faces like Lil Durk Don't need a compliment cause I know I'm the shit All this ice on me, I'm froze in this bitch Look like I'm selling dope, nigga stove in this bitch All these girls wanna fuck like gold on my dick Everywhere I go boy you know this shit lit His Rolex tickin, that nigga counterfeit Bitch from the tribe bitch, come and free ride dibs I only blow gas, don't fuck with the mix Diamonds flashin like paparazzis takin pictures I don't fuck with lames, I fuck with real goons killers all my niggas they the realest Flockaveli 2 on the way, I see these pussy niggas catchin' feelings That fresh and new, it's just business, I'm the illest Come fuck with me, let's make millions Flocka!Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
