Lyrics:
when they sip broma smoked cheeba
Took ??
This one is for my real mug mixers
Who get screwed up, my thick juice sippers
Shout out, to my man lil flip
high
You gon do whatever juss to get by
True to myself, I don't prove to nobody
Fitted cap fit him loose he cappin proly
He ain't drilling, he screwed
Krismas money went straight to da pack (Fuck)
Made a band had ta bring 4 back
Flip Da Lil Band Na I'm plottin on racks (Haaan)
Von tell me go In Like
screwed on straight
I make sure you gon' eat with your own plate
Niggas talkin' that tough on the long shot
I told my lil' bitch how to take care
O's, no Cheerios
I don't wake up in the morning for cereal
Flip the brick make the whole shit do a aerial
Air the shit out and make the hoes sing
many times, fuck do I look like falling behind?
I done been through all of these tries of figuring out what the fuck is mine
I done heard that I don't
zeros cool
Like bingo but do shit crazy lil loop
When I look back dont know, dont know, don't know, how tf I made it thru
Now my shit bumping like
the fashion
Tell by the way that I move everything that I do you know I gotta do with a passion
Gotta ride low on a move, when that shit go boom is the time
the jam like a coupe in traffic
Back to the money, make it do gymnastics
Serious, I just been, really
Been, on my shit, yeah
(You know)
Told her ass, get
it, she just wanna kiss it
I'm moving real cautious cause bitch I be geeked
Freaky lil shawty she suck me to sleep
I grind, I stack
I do yes indeed
She
I used to flip five
For the dub
Just to blaze one
Then I put the white
Up in the club
To make their face numb
Now I make that bass bump
And the place
to push like dis
It cost lil money to take to bih
Boss nigga had to do it on his lonely
Youngin growing up with no family
Now I'm ina woods plotting with my
blocka flip ya backwards
No Witnesses no evidence so feds don't know what happened
He was raised up by them killers and them dealers and them trappers
Lil
up the strip
Twenty inches when I flip, looking good when I dip
And we be riding, sliding, doing what we do
Northside, Southside, we got love for you
of them niggas is finna get whacked
I sip Wock', I don't sip 'gnac
Paranoid in the car, can't sit back
I do more Percs than Lil Gotit
Ask about Pap'
They
that new version
Shawty saying that I lied but lil baby I ain’t perfect
Heavy hitter in my city so I gotta do it major
She a punk rock bitch so you know
Flip that shit
Flip it
Flip that shit
Wan't you to flip it
Just flip that shit
Baby just flip it
Pass me the works and I'm scaling it ooh
Scaling
first
I won't let em take me out my zone
They don't know shit
They's rather hear Flip or Mike Jones
Disrespected yep, everytime I spit my lines
One
DJ Khaled
DJ Terror Squad
And he goes by the name of
You got the right one, it's Weezy fuckin' baby
And if your woman lookin', I'll let
hard he want to do a flip
But I'm chilling out imma just eat my chip
Then do a burnout on my whip and dip
I'm around your area and you already scared
I'm running up a bag can't miss lil nigga
You walking 'round crying like a bitch lil nigga
I'm trapping I ain't thinkin' bout a bitch lil nigga
You
see her in silhouette
Than get another version of these
Uptown girls, with the arrogance
I gotta put em on freeze
If autumn is coming then let her come
on I ain't got long
Finna b in yo city for only a lil bit
Do a song, then a few mo, then we out
I'm here for the clouds, not clout
Bitch, I'm chopped
Yea
You fu-ing c-
Pick up the god damn phone
bi-, where the fu- were you Tuesday? With who you say?
I wasn't at the studio bi-, what'd you do? Screw
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