Lyrics:
, clocking in
On an overnight in your state, I press a button, open up the gate, I'm driving in
Nigga, I ain't squashing shit
Fuck a white flag, it's
Fell in love with a Cadillac
Trunk turn flip, like a acrobat
Broke up with my foreign car
And fell in love with a Cadillac -
Trunk turn flip, like
on this dirty ass phone
You betta get up out the spot if they taking too long
It's like I'm all by myself since my brother been gone
I hear the pain in his
Lil foe he was born up in Chicago
Lil foe he was raised by them cut throats
Lil foe know how to hustle and he get dough
Lil foe he ain't afraid
Glocks, make me mad, I let a clip drop
Big Gerald show me the ropes
Think I'ma slip? Not (slipknot)
I'm big time
I'm on somebody beach in flip flops
Your
wit nick rocks that'll upset rookies
Make 'em slide like li'l dicks in wet pussy
Open up the whole strip, like Monopoly
Dare one of ya'll to land
written poetic rhymes and it's worth it
A word smith instead of a word, splif
Get smoked in street clothes
Gun holes your shirt rip
It's relative to our
Hit you then I'll put you out (yeah)
Put that dick all in your mouth
Sloppy toppy yeah nothin' else
Leave the house yeah around six
Call the Uber you
money, I swallow four diamonds
Forget it, I ain't speakin' on business, you got your ho 'round
Still posted by the Chinese store, they think my head gon'
Every real hustler took a loss but none of 'em quit (No)
How do you know your power level you never tested your strength
He's a safe ass lil nigga
Stay in
of what your mouth told
Sweat for the lemonade, sweat for the tea
Sweat from the hot sauce, sweat from the D
And you can sweat from a burn in
on your street
Kickin' shit like I'm Mr. Miyagi (whoa)
Your mouth, better watch it before I
Your mouth, better watch it before I go run to Jay Bo
all about that paper, fuck up a sack
In the trap (Ayy) , I stay with the
Loaded mags, ayy (Ayy, ayy)
223 will knock at your back, ayy
Hit a lick,
album on the shelf?
[They call him Lil' Flip]
who went platinum with one video?
[They call him Lil' Flip]
who smokin dro in every state he go?
[They call
hood with a big ol' stick
They don't like my fist
So I punched his bitch in the mouth okay now
Listen up all you Lil bitches is gay now
Under my belt is
on more than a nic' (yeah, bitch)
My Brooklyn bitch in the Garden, while we watchin' the Knicks (yeah-yeah)
Walk your bitch like a pit', dogshit by my hip
and the alimony
Is why I'm broke, but I don't care because
My impact is mandatory in a age of fake and
I'm perplexed by the hate
Why flex in your songs if
They
your feelings tho’
I don’t give a shit about your mama too
I’m suppose to do what I’m suppose to do
And cut ya lil mouth, and let it cry me a river
Lil
More green I'm happy
Dead presidents
Dead presi
Dead presi
Put some gum in your mouth
While my name in your mouth
I just got blessed
While my name in
and all the dogs that kept me safe
Now it's, back to adding, points to the crime rate
Get slumped in your drive way
You gon' make me hurt your boy
You
and all the dogs that kept me safe
Now it's, back to adding, points to the crime rate
Get slumped in your drive way
You gon' make me hurt your boy
You
and they missed, bitch
Ain't had no luck
We gon' get back in the Corolla
556 hit a Tahoe, flip it over
He think it's a brick but I hit it with soda
Drywall
an attitude
Tatted up you can touch if you want to
Lil baddie with a mouth
But a heart of gold
I stay in my own lane
I just came to play
Ain't no drama today
on the block shoot ya up make your face flip
Bad bitch thick but lil shawty need a face lift
Shawty bringing ass finna shake it
Make it
Take it
Shawty wanna
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