Flu Flam A Opp (feat. Ralfy the Plug)

You know what I'm sayin', you know the truth (man, is that Yori?)
(Smoov, what's good, baby?)

I'll be what the lick read
Carrots on my wrist, no, they didn't come from Tiffany
Elmer Fudd tryna get this buzz, we throwing clips at him
Hit stick, made him kick flip, time to blitz, Madden
Left silver satin all on his swap meet fabric
350,000 in the duffle, do a backflip
That's Drakeo with a Draco, bet you this'll bring traction
Gallery Department rocking cold devil, this fashion

That's an awful lot of cough syrup in my hands
Silly opp, made him wrestle shots like he Vince McMahon
He's no longer, what that mean? He's simply dead
Must be off shrooms, so I left him trippy red
Kill Bill, real deal, they gon' do what Simon tell 'em
Rolls-Royce Dawn parked and it came with umbrellas
It don't rain in California, but I bet you we could sell 'em
I'm the truth, you can go ask them niggas I was in jail with

My car came with umbrellas in it, nigga
The police said I hang with all felons in my pictures
Flu flam a opp if he staring at my jewelry
Deebo of the block, niggas saying I'm a bully
My car came with umbrellas in it, nigga
The police said I hang with all felons in my pictures
Flu flam a opp if he staring at my jewelry
Deebo of the block, niggas saying I'm a bully

Shit, nigga
My car came with umbrellas in it nigga, nigga
The police said I hang with all felons in my pictures
For real
Monday Night Raw, he can wrestle these extensions, shit
Flu flam a opp if he staring at my jewelry

Flu flam a opp, two hammers out, Toucan
Sam make these hammers blam blam, I'm a loose cannon
Hit stick, made his wig split, made him do backflips
Is that the spark from the K or my jewels dancing?

The county jail I be wild as hell, I'on do rapping
How he got did, it's gon' be hard to find his shoes after
I drink lean, pop pills, I ain't these new rappers
The OGs mad, 'cause I ain't let 'em wipe my shoes after

Get a bag, get a job, you a shoe shiner
I beat life twice, nigga I'm a two-timer
See files, I beat trials, you don't do violence
My posse, we keep chops, 'cause our jewels icy

My car came with umbrellas in it, nigga
The police said I hang with all felons in my pictures
Flu flam a opp if he staring at my jewelry
Deebo of the block, niggas saying I'm a bully
My car came with umbrellas in it, nigga
The police said I hang with all felons in my pictures
Flu flam a opp if he staring at my jewelry
Deebo of the block, niggas saying I'm a bully

Shit, nigga
My car came with umbrellas in it nigga, nigga
The police said I hang with all felons in my pictures
For real
Monday Night Raw, he can wrestle these extensions, shit
Flu flam a opp if he staring at my jewelry

Another nigga dead if you put your hand up on this jewelry
All 12 said, "Not guilty" you heard the jury
You can give me all the money you want, don't be nervous
I made this bitch give me back massage with his Jergens

He got a mic on, "Shhh", don't say too much
He a Perkins, FN will turn a kickboxer to a jerker
Bitch handed me a loaf, so I served her
She broke, she can't get shit from me, not even a burger

Why you got so many phones? 'Cause they're burners
Turn a opp nigga to cookie pack, like I'm Berner
Put a bitch in a strip club, says she a twerker
In a month, I done made hundred bands off my verses (the plug)

My car came with umbrellas in it, nigga
The police said I hang with all felons in my pictures
Flu flam a opp if he staring at my jewelry
Deebo of the block, niggas saying I'm a bully
My car came with umbrellas in it, nigga
The police said I hang with all felons in my pictures
Flu flam a opp if he staring at my jewelry
Deebo of the block, niggas saying I'm a bully

Shit, nigga
My car came with umbrellas in it nigga, nigga
The police said I hang with all felons in my pictures
For real
Monday Night Raw, he can wrestle these extensions, shit
Flu flam a opp if he staring at my jewelry



Credits
Writer(s): Yori Smith, Alec Michael Tolkin, Darrell Wayne Caldwell, Ralfy The Plug
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