Flick!
Mess with my team and you might get ruined
Don't need advice cuz I know what I'm doing
Speak a different language, she fluent
Hopped on a beat and started a movement
Bitches be saying that I make it look easy
Things are looking up so I'm feeling real peachy
Leave her behind if she gets too needy
Stepped outside, it's breezy
Driving too fast, hope I don't crash
Oh shit just stepped on the gas
Ended up in the grass but you still can't pass
Need more cash, It's coming in a flash
Cops bust in they wont find my stash
She gave me them eyes knew she wanted to smash
Hopped in yeah, I made a big splash
Like Don, on her pussy Ima ash
Had to dash, I'm taking a pass
Cry for me cuz her heart's made of glass
Your girl wants me cuz your bars are trash
Act real tough cuz I like it rough
Hope you call my bluff
I'm smoking big puff
You can't sip my cup
You can't smoke my drugs
Rollin with my thugs
Got a pound of what?
Got a pound of mush
You guess how we push
On your team what's good?
Smoking on my wood, like oh what's good?
I just saw that pussy talk on me he got no racks
Pull up on that boy I stretch my money like a band
You a fan I got bands understand I'm the man
No fucks from me I stay legit, aye
I keep my money and my stick, aye
Smoking on a spliff, aye
You get shot with this, aye
You a bitch, aye
Riding with my clique I know you broke I stay afloat
I'm lit like woah, huh
You ain't like me you ain't got no bands
Put you in a trance
Got my baby do a dance on my dick
She gon lick, take a flick, like a Bic
I am that runner that's gon run at you
You look so salty why you made a move?
I know you pussy I can smell the fumes
I can the smell the fumes, yeah
I get way too deep in my thoughts while I'm staring at a fish tank
You going out I'm staying in-sane
Switch blade flicking at the wrist I cut em open let the crim spray
Pussy boy you bitch made a mistake
Ima chop her up and put her body in a blender
Then I mix it up with liqour and get Bobby on a bender
Yeah I'm fucked up honey mussie on my chicken tender
In the duck truck run em over plucking on a fender
Don't need advice cuz I know what I'm doing
Speak a different language, she fluent
Hopped on a beat and started a movement
Bitches be saying that I make it look easy
Things are looking up so I'm feeling real peachy
Leave her behind if she gets too needy
Stepped outside, it's breezy
Driving too fast, hope I don't crash
Oh shit just stepped on the gas
Ended up in the grass but you still can't pass
Need more cash, It's coming in a flash
Cops bust in they wont find my stash
She gave me them eyes knew she wanted to smash
Hopped in yeah, I made a big splash
Like Don, on her pussy Ima ash
Had to dash, I'm taking a pass
Cry for me cuz her heart's made of glass
Your girl wants me cuz your bars are trash
Act real tough cuz I like it rough
Hope you call my bluff
I'm smoking big puff
You can't sip my cup
You can't smoke my drugs
Rollin with my thugs
Got a pound of what?
Got a pound of mush
You guess how we push
On your team what's good?
Smoking on my wood, like oh what's good?
I just saw that pussy talk on me he got no racks
Pull up on that boy I stretch my money like a band
You a fan I got bands understand I'm the man
No fucks from me I stay legit, aye
I keep my money and my stick, aye
Smoking on a spliff, aye
You get shot with this, aye
You a bitch, aye
Riding with my clique I know you broke I stay afloat
I'm lit like woah, huh
You ain't like me you ain't got no bands
Put you in a trance
Got my baby do a dance on my dick
She gon lick, take a flick, like a Bic
I am that runner that's gon run at you
You look so salty why you made a move?
I know you pussy I can smell the fumes
I can the smell the fumes, yeah
I get way too deep in my thoughts while I'm staring at a fish tank
You going out I'm staying in-sane
Switch blade flicking at the wrist I cut em open let the crim spray
Pussy boy you bitch made a mistake
Ima chop her up and put her body in a blender
Then I mix it up with liqour and get Bobby on a bender
Yeah I'm fucked up honey mussie on my chicken tender
In the duck truck run em over plucking on a fender
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Writer(s): Joshua Arthur
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