Flip Out!

Whoa whoa whoa, yeah yeah yeah
Whoa whoa whoa, yea

YOU JUST MADE THE LIST!

Niggas always talking shit til' I fucking flip out, yeah

Well I don't wanna flip out, rollin' dope in the trap house
Fuck with me ima blow ya bitch back out and you can't fuck with me I'm still chasing that bag now!

WWE bringing the smackdown mixin' the pills with the liquor ima black out (IMA BLACK OUT!)
Smack a nigga in his face tell him sit down (tell him sit down!)
Drive-by coming through better get down
Everybody say they bout' to shave off their eyebrows
tell me why the fuck are you screaming so loud
Please before I punch you in ya fucking mouth I don't care cause bitch you really gotta get out!
You gotta get out

You gotta get the fuck

Well I don't wanna flip out
Rollin' dope in the trap house
Fuck with me ima blow ya bitch back out and you can't fuck with me I'm still chasing that bag now!

UHHHH still chasing that bag, still chasing that bag
I'm up in the rari I got all these lil niggas mad!
Just because you say my name don't mean I'm always sad!
And my bitch she so bad i don't even need a backup!
Tell that bitch to back up she don't even fucking know me
Just cause she my fan that bitch wanna blow me!
Hate will not slow me I'm a bear don't poke me cause yo bitch gon' throat me I'm like she a hoe see?

You niggas really hate me and you don't even know me!
But I'm the fuckin' king and you niggas are below me
Cause I take all my pills to cover up that I'm lonely
I'm the only fucking person cause nobody else can clone me

Aye fuck this shit, fuck this shit!
Oh, oh, oh, aye
Oh, oh, oh, aye
Oh, oh, oh, aye
Aye yah
Aye, aye whoa!
Aye, aye whoa!
Aye, aye whoa!
Aye yeahh, yeah



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Writer(s): Shaq Resedniz
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