HBK Flow (Interlude)
Suck it sideways when you fought me
They know my songs accross the country
On the M-Way doing country
We run the game and look who's country, yeah
Niggas be running they mouth but they
Back off when they run into your face
You should see how they wake up when
They dream 'bout taking your place, sheesh
Got his own Dodge at thirty
I've known all my ways since thirteen
Five man and we've got like thirty three girlies
Pushing start burners merge
Came in the game, bagels in store
Shit got way way too murky
Cold, thought they got the message on froze
Doin' shit they ain't seen before
We just did it, was sincere the most, umm, hey
Make sure that my kids are told
Daddy's tryna get these jeans on Borge
On the net you're so evolved
W-W-W What
I meant what we wear, you asked me the cost
Fuck boy, you fuck boy I'm all that your not
They servin' blowjobs with a lick on the top
Told pops, four my brothers who are locked in the box
My bro told me get it, told him I got
Brothers keeper I ain't taking no shots
Save it, uh, savings, uh
Niggas who plan they savings, uh
Basically no basic, uh
Niggas more gas than stations, uh
Flash your titties my show baby, uh
I'm at Cherry bust it with no pole baby, uh
I got broads in Atlanta
Got a UK ting tell her come around and check grown
weed fresh from slammer
You know me mass speech lingo slang with gang
We call knee grammar
Even on set my daughter crips shops on apps well for fashion
I bought me nice four weeks of fashion
They know my songs accross the country
On the M-Way doing country
We run the game and look who's country, yeah
Niggas be running they mouth but they
Back off when they run into your face
You should see how they wake up when
They dream 'bout taking your place, sheesh
Got his own Dodge at thirty
I've known all my ways since thirteen
Five man and we've got like thirty three girlies
Pushing start burners merge
Came in the game, bagels in store
Shit got way way too murky
Cold, thought they got the message on froze
Doin' shit they ain't seen before
We just did it, was sincere the most, umm, hey
Make sure that my kids are told
Daddy's tryna get these jeans on Borge
On the net you're so evolved
W-W-W What
I meant what we wear, you asked me the cost
Fuck boy, you fuck boy I'm all that your not
They servin' blowjobs with a lick on the top
Told pops, four my brothers who are locked in the box
My bro told me get it, told him I got
Brothers keeper I ain't taking no shots
Save it, uh, savings, uh
Niggas who plan they savings, uh
Basically no basic, uh
Niggas more gas than stations, uh
Flash your titties my show baby, uh
I'm at Cherry bust it with no pole baby, uh
I got broads in Atlanta
Got a UK ting tell her come around and check grown
weed fresh from slammer
You know me mass speech lingo slang with gang
We call knee grammar
Even on set my daughter crips shops on apps well for fashion
I bought me nice four weeks of fashion
Credits
Writer(s): Rahul Kale, Guystone Mbozo Menga
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