King Von Flow

Talk is cheap
Most you niggas sweet
Find out way you eat
Have some killers posted on ya street
Laying on you for weeks
Oh you tough
Bet I call ya bluff
That 30 ain't enough
Walk down on you make you give it up
Make you give it up
Fuck ya name & that shit ya claim
You ain't with the gang
You a lame boy you a lame
You ain't got no stain
Ain't got no stain unless it's on a shirt
Put you on the dirt
Pussy boy dodge me all you want you gone get this work
Imma big dawg I can make a call
& that bitch that you in love with have me in her draws
Oou I know he hurt got em his feelings
But you ain't gone do shit cause ya mama raised a bitch
Posting gun emoji but that don't make you a shooter
Ahh he on some cute shit in the club smoking hookah
Had to stop drinking sodas I got some niggas in the can
I'm tryna free em I gotta million dollar plan
& this next verse for you hoes
Fck me & my bro's
Gotta watch these hoes they be in that mode
Oh I'm wack now you call me fat
Can't ignore the fact you lemme fuck
You gave that pussy up ain't no taking back
Oh I'm trifling but you gone try to fuck on my buddy
Meanwhile I'm at ya bestie crib she getting real slutty
Beat it up hit it from the back thumb all in her butt
She even swallowed all of my kids & she ain't need a cup

This that oboy jay need a couple hunnid shìt
This that ballin on em
This that Andre Drummon shìt
This that shodabarber gotta put on the drip
This a movie special pack a extra clip
This that young oj turn me to a ape
Ain't saving shit fuck wearing a cape
This that tlc damn my diamonds chilly
Damn this beat is cold it should've been a dilly



Credits
Writer(s): Zemariel Lovett
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