Flowin'

It's Ty
Hah
I got sick rhymes b-backed up b-by some beats (cuz I'm flowin')
Imported wine from '89, it's from Greece (cuz I'm flowin')
I'm wearin' boxers got no time for them briefs (cuz I'm flowin')
I got some haters spendin' time hatin' me (cuz I'm flowin')

I buy on impulse, it don't matter what I pay (cuz I'm flowin')
Keepin' my grills all minty fresh, no decay (cuz I'm flowin')
Drop my Ferrari off, it's for the valet (cuz I'm flowin')
Them hater's bullets just bounce, they ricochet (cuz I'm flowin')

You could call me a Lamborghini kinda guy, guy, guy
Got my Ferrari F430, flyin' high, high, high
Check out the doors on my new Jag, they butterfly, fly, fly
Imma accelerate this Porsche into the sky, into the sky

My Maclaren, BMW's for showin' off to friends
But when it's date night, gotta go with the B-Bentley or the Benz
And when you're poppin' some champagne inside the back of my Bugatti
Sound is set to crank the bass cuz that's the only way to party, oh!

Yeah, I'm flowin' bitch
Yeah, yeah, yeah, I'm flowin' bitch
I'm just, I'm just flowin' bitch
That's right, that's right, I'm flowin'

Bottle service on the spot, no delay (cuz I'm flowin')
I'm eatin' grapes and berries off silver trays (cuz I'm flowin')
Them haters ramble, I don't hear what they say (cuz I'm flowin')
It's time they know that this mofo's here to stay (cuz I'm flowin')

I have a mansion with a 10-car garage (cuz I'm flowin')
When I go clubbin', I bring the whole entourage (cuz I'm flowin')
I always buy my dates a fancy corsage (cuz I'm flowin')
Them haters better hold off on their barrage (cuz I'm flowin')

You could call me a Lamborghini kinda guy, guy, guy
Got my Ferrari F430, flyin' high, high, high
Check out the doors on my new Jag, they butterfly, fly, fly
Imma accelerate this motherfuckin' Porsche into the sky

My Maclaren, BMW's for showin' off to friends
But when it's date night, gotta go with the B-Bentley or the Benz
And when you're poppin' some champagne inside the back of my Bugatti
Sound is set to crank the bass cuz that's the only way to party, oh!

Hah, ugh, I'm just flowin' bitch
You know it, you know it, I'm just flowin' bitch
I'm just, I'm just flowin' bitch
That's right, that's right, I'm just flowin'

If you wanna have some flow, there's some things you gotta know
About how to be a BAMF, and how to get a lot of dough

It ain't easy, if it was, then everybody'd be like me
Throwin' parties, gettin' hotties, I'm the V-I-fucking-P

Yeah, Ty the Prince
I'm just flowin' bitch
Hah, hah, it's Ty, and I'm just flowin' bitch
I'm just, I'm just flowin' bitch
That's right, Ty the Prince, and I'm just flowin'



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Writer(s): Thomas Joseph Steenberg
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