FLOWX³

Listen to this shit man
Ahaha
Yo
Aye Lewis man, don't start with me
You know how these type beats make me act
This shit go
Okay
Bad bitch on my hip
Like "Rich, she way too thick"
I step from 35th
North side shit, I'm way too crispy
I been like this, it won't change
I don't know nothin' bout' no corner store chain
It's all big bills tucked in my case
I spit my shit, need life to change
If they not around, it's fuck em
Glock .30 in my duffle
We shake you up like Ruffles
Bands on bands, my bando hustle
Bless this beat, my flow untouchable
Might go Incredible Hulk
Niggas be talkin', bring that to a halt
Uppin' the chopper, reducing yo pulse, huh
Still too wavy, phone keep buzzin', bitches buggin'
My new bitch like the drums, it's thumpin' it
This type of beat, I'm running it
I got a bitch, she in Louis material
I run it up just like Danny DeVito do
Wait holon holon
Lemme chill lemme chill
Lemme chill lemme chill
Niggas talking way too crazy, might just have to send a hit
Diamonds on me drip like water, told myself it's time to live
Boy I think we got a hit
Boy I think it's time to quit
Boy I think we got a hit
Boy I think it's time to quit
Niggas talking way too crazy, might just have to send a hit
Diamonds on me drip like water, told myself it's time to live
Boy I think we got a hit
Boy I think it's time to quit
Boy I think we got a hit
Boy I think it's time to quit



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Writer(s): Richard Martin Jr.
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