Oh sh#t I’m finna take
Oh sh#t I’m finna take
Oh sh#t I’m finna take it there on these n#gg#s
God damn
Get my flows off
I gotta get my flows off
Got a bad b#tch in a Burberry trench
When she pull up she got no clothes on ah
Get my flows off
I gotta get my flows off
When you pull up to the crib
b#tch I’m west Indian gotta take your shoes off
Get my flows off
I gotta get my flows off
Got the confidence of a drunk n#gg#
They be like he ain’t really sober
Get my flows off
I gotta get my flows off
When I pull up in a new range drop
They gon be like he pushing drugs
In yo b#tch crib eating like a vegan
Y’all n#gg#s still eat steak
Fiji water when I’m quenching my thirst
Y’all drinking Poland spring
You n#gg#s click bait on the desktop
Yo content don’t hold no weight
You b#tches live in imaginary cribs
And b#tch I am real estate
b#tch I get high I don’t smoke runtz
Got my hand up her skirt in the restaurant
I’m in benihanas with the chopsticks
She gone do a split on the dick like olympics
Flip her on the bed and stick it like gymnastics
We getting nasty
I’m proactive bout putting on her face
Now she don’t got acne oh no
Get my flows off
I gotta get my flows off
Got a bad b#tch in a Burberry trench
When she pull up she got no clothes on ah
Get my flows off
I gotta get my flows off
When you pull up to the crib
b#tch I’m west Indian gotta take your shoes off
Get my flows off
I gotta get my flows off
Got the confidence of a drunk n#gg#
They be like he ain’t really sober
Get my flows off
I gotta get my flows off
When I pull up in a new range drop
They gon be like he pushing drugs
Shorty what you wanna do?
If you wanna f#ck on me I wanna f#ck you
Understand that I got the drip like a pool
She think I’m cool
She wanna f#ck with a n#gg# like who?
Big chucky wolf
She wanna come jump in the coup
Baby girl take a look up at the moon
Badabing badaboom
Yabba dabba dabba doo
Make your bed rock give you this c#ck
Shorty said she wanna cuff me like cops
Hell nah I’m not with that
I just want my pockets fat
And a car that’s really fast
And a b#tch with a fat #ss
That’s gon shake that fat #ss
On my lap cuz I like that
While I count all this cash
I am high off of the gas
I’m on my way to the bank
Money tall like a giraffe
That’s why I’m always strapped
Get my flows off
I gotta get my flows off
Got a bad b#tch in a Burberry trench
When she pull up she got no clothes on ah
Get my flows off
I gotta get my flows off
When you pull up to the crib
b#tch I’m west Indian gotta take your shoes off
Get my flows off
I gotta get my flows off
Got the confidence of a drunk n#gg#
They be like he ain’t really sober
Get my flows off
I gotta get my flows off
When I pull up in a new range drop
They gon be like he pushing drugs
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