Lyrics:
throwing up weight
I can't wait to see yo face lil boy I ain't come to play
Get out the way no casanova talking tough to play possum
Where's your honor
By my
Little baby with the brown skin
Seen your ass for a while, Saw you coming from a mile
I was waiting for the time when
I caught you walking by, Look
like this (no, no)
God damn, yo Eli I see why our shit got em so pissed (yap)
Sat her bag down and grab my tip (yap), game over I'm Lil Flip
No
instance
But the Spawn never came out in light ('Lyt)
So I feel like I can't call you "Day"
I just gotta call you "Night"
Well, I got some lil' niggas
the desi spray
Big shit, poppers, small resumes
Ya'll the reason they made the 360's
They can't make their money back off you
Too risky
I know I've been gone
Step into these panels, channeled by Lee
Trapped on this adventure, please come find me
(Hook - 2x)
I'm stuck in a loop, forced to, argue for days
Déjà
about shit, I'ma need to hit a lick, bank account need that drip, fuck a fit, flip a brick, yeah, and never get caught with it
Sick my bitches on these
myself but I'm 2 deep
Same flip back to back bout to do 3
Hoes know I got it on me so they choose me
While I'm counting dough
Bitch roll my smoke
I'm
cess to endo, fill it up with petro
Fixing on my lego, let go of my ego
Get in with my little bro, getting up when the rooster blow
[Lil Flip]
I
even talk (bitch)
Nickatina is like simon says
Dips in his whip like simon says
Make some chips like simon says
Smoke a lil weed in the back with
popping
Go gurl, go gurl, go gurl
Go on get your money up
The way ya boy flip, makes you say the game over
Sales ice cold, make music called cola
And I
to the pussy, nigga
I don't date her you want some Black Dane
Two hundred for an eighter
I might go to Chase
But I'm not gon' chase her
My lil' bitch came from
shake hands in the hallway
Pray before grace, extending fate
Can't hide a mirror, I flip the pack
Bought gold teeth now I need a mural, we looking back
you put my knives at?
You know I'm a finisher, this is Mortal Kombat
Yeah, I'm crazy but that's how you made me
When you flip your lil' switch
that flip, every blood drip I pray
Like a self diplp Souljah Boy from makin' niggas
Won't grab ?, take it from here to Towhee
[BG Knocc Out]
That's why
Baby girl I have my eyes on you
Hopin that one day I can flip the pies on you
Since you down south show you what that rock could do
Come back rich, yeah
twenty
Sense it and get slapped by the big bap (grr, grr, grr, grr)
You could still get done by my flick-shank, dip that
If I flip that, man wig 'dat
(it's time to go)
What do you say, to that big fine woman
That's giving you the eye, in the club
(it's time to go)
What do you say, when you get her back
ya girl says ya got a small wee wee
Now ya want to go upside her head (What you talkin bout!!!)
Then you feel intimidated by the things she said (Yo
feel like Brooks
I ain't arguin' with no ugly bitch that act how she look
Wipe the back of your neck and tell me how the towel look
You lil' bum bitch
tips, don't try to blame me
Play caller, get the blueprint, bitch, I'm Jay Z
Touchdown, it was rush hour, like where Juntao?
Fifty shots, Lil Uzi by me
that flip, every blood drip I pray
Like a self diplp Souljah Boy from makin' niggas
Won't grab ?, take it from here to Towhee
[BG Knocc Out]
That's why
Hut 1 hut 2 throw it back
Show me how you do that 3 point stance
Or better yet can you make me throw a stack
Cause I love it when you do it with no
I don't dab man
Don't ask me twice
Two to three shots at your head man
ICU to get a CAT scan
You rappers pussy call you cat man
I flip the work then
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