Lyrics:
really be pissed now
He finna black out and flip now
I'm with lil dada and flip now
Riding round town tryna Flip shit
Left so much dam blood over there you
to trick? Who make the money flip?
Cash Money Records up in this bitch
And we gon' keep it 2000, somewhere, sitting on an
Island
You lil motherfuckers still
talkin' 'bout Mingo
My niggas still finna play with the gadgets
If you talkin' down then we slide with the ratchet
S-S-Santana stay with a Lil Uzi,
Yeah (yeah, yeah) uh
Lil' Flip, Bizzy Bone
(First Eazy, Houston Texas
Then Pac, then Biggie
And now it's Big Pun
Now DJ Screw, Aaliyah)
gangster shit with no police
Still got that banger on me, use caution
Bitch I'm a bang this shit with no arguing
And I'm so wavy bitches gettin nauseous
Lil
be easy
Don't doubt yourself trust me, you need me
This ain't no shoulder with a chip, or an ego
But what you think they all mad at me for?
You
be easy
Don't doubt yourself trust me, you need me
This ain't no shoulder with a chip, or an ego
But what you think they all mad at me for?
You
grave, aye
Bet you know it now cause Lil Tytan is the wave, aye
Move a hunnid bricks and I still got my stick, aye
Whatchu whatchu sayin y'all don't really
Every now and then you get mad
Sometime I make you sad
Make you want to say kiss my ass
I'm tired of listenin to you naggin
[Chorus: repeat 2X]
She
when I come thru shots coming out these rifles
No love it's no fucks I ain't got no rivals
Fuck me a lil Stacy n I fuck me a Mariah
She calling me lil
of midget
Then turn around and flip it for a gas gas ticket
Turn the 28 into a 56 throw it on the digi
You aint never seen a chicken lil nigga need to quit it
fucka
You don't want it with them niggas
While you haters steady bitchin', my niggas gettin' richer
Bet you're mad 'cause we ballin', bet you're mad
Yeah, look, look
Might as well loop that lil' bitch, Steve, you know what I'm sayin'?
What's today's date? Uh, June 5th
June 5th, 2020,
FSG you know the name gotta represent for my fucking gang
In a foreign with 10K and a pound on me still switching lanes
Smoking loud toting hell
Maybe then donate ten
My lil cousin had finally got some money in his pocket
And I ain’t mad at shit except the way he went about it
But let me change
believe we ain't playin' fair, uh, you gon' die regardless
I told that bitch I loved her she still fucked my man's so now I'm heartless
Long nights I been
about meezy , you know that he stay with them glocks in that lil nigga good in the blend
I go hard then a bitch with no pad or no pin
He one deep with
like my bitches classy
Still be quick to flip the ratchets (sheeesh) (hm)
I got bad habits
Way I whip this bitch in traffic
They think I got bad
the way that bitch be bussing
Baby baby she a thooter-ooter, she gon turn around and buss it open
And I was rolling rolling by my lonesome and lil shawty
I'm standing by y'all niggas i believe in yall
Some niggas mad cuz I'm on my grind and can't feature y'all
What the fuck i look like letting all my
New shit, Lil' Flip and Lyfe
Talk to 'em, Lyfe
Talk to 'em, Lyfe
I just can't go, I just can't stay
I just can't, you just won't
I just can't get
Aye man
All you fools talkin' shit boy
Nah
Shut yo ass up
You a lil bitch talkin' shit tho uh
You ain't know which way the wind blow yuh
I just
sleeping on me
Yea they be on snooze
But watch when I wake em up
They gone be stuck like some glue
Lil n*gga hit my dm
Like you rappin too
Between me and you
I be wilin' the streets thuggin'
Me and Lil' Wayne, two young niggas that can't be trusted
Even though I'm young I'm still a hard hitta'
Soulja out
Discuss these haters still mad by lil flip Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In