How To Flow

Let me teach ya how to flow
Grab a couple pints for the road
Got a little sprite for the 4
We be headed to the show
Bunnies always wanna do the blow
So you know I got to make it snow
Man we got to go my PO is knocking on the door
Stashing all the drugs inside the floor
Hope she never know
Because we even mobbing in the cold
Tell them it's a felon getting bold
Reaping what I sow only thing that's creeping is the dro
Karma coming and it's never slow
Better grab your coat cuz you know we got to get it sold
Count it and we loading up the boat
Better hope it float cuz your right behind it if it don't
Fuck around with me I bet you won't
Coming for your soul chilling with the reaper and a troll
Smoking down you know we getting blowed and we riding low
Hit a couple switches in the 4
And you know the bitches down to roll
The homies getting old but they know the youngin getting gold
Destiny will come and let you know
Ay woah man I'm like a dragon spitting flow
Your momma always say that cracker dope
They already know the middle of the map is where I go
And they call that shit the double O
Yeah so got these suckers hanging from a rope
Time to wash the money with the soap
I do it just to cope, put my thoughts inside the envelope
Because the judge don't want to let me smoke
But they better know that I'm going to need to get it rolled
Stuff in a shell or pack the bowl, shit is getting old
Suckers always try to tell me no, I'll die before I go back in the hole
Yeah bro me and all my homies got a code
Fucking with the fam you got to go
Give me what you hold, homie but you better do it slow
Why you crying now thought you was cold
But you had to see if we would fold, now they about to put you in a hole
Sucker now you know you should never step up to the goat
You come across the street you pay the toll



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Writer(s): Trey Garrett
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