ATM Quake - Traphouse Poetry

Flip It

Started with a gram then I turned it to a brick
Started with a front I cashed out and made it flip
I take the dope and I flip it I take the dope and I flip it
Exercising proper whippings I went platinum in the kitchen
I take the dope and I flip it I take the dope and I flip it
Exercising proper whippings I went platinum in the kitchen
I take the dope and I flip it I take the dope and I flip it

I take the dope and I flip it
I take the coke and remix it
Acetone the brick press it make it stick
Turn a 28 into a 56
Really I be trapping really I be packing
Active with the package
I don't fuck with rappers
All these niggas frauds
All these niggas broads
All my niggas strapped fuck a body guard
Fat macking no belly out
On a money run yea the fetty route
I be in the kitchen whipping plenty out
Whip a four and up no petty amount
I take the dope and go crazy
Turn this shit straight to the 80s
Whip up a four and a baby
Game tight you can never play me
Work ethic I ain't never lazy
Money call I be on the way
Beef call I'm coming with a K
Came to kill we ain't came to play
Pull up on him with a gang of As
Got this street shit going crazy
Met the plug now its better days a aye

Started with a gram then I turned it to a brick
Started with a front I cashed out and made it flip
I take the dope and I flip it I take the dope and I flip it
I take the dope and I flip it I take the dope and I flip it
Exercising proper whippings I went platinum in the kitchen
I take the dope and I flip it I take the dope and I flip it
Exercising proper whippings I went platinum in the kitchen
I take the dope and I flip it I take the dope and I flip it

Flipped a Mike Vick to a AP
That's a 28 for you lame niggas
All I talk is this dope shit
You can snort a bar to the brain nigga
I been slanging since I was yay high coke prices was yay high
Now them things going threw the roof
But threw it all I stayed fly
I just broke down two pounds of kush
Flipped it up to an Elway
Copped a 9 piece with that 7 racks
And I sent that shit threw the airway
Touchdown I was back on
Automatic like Clap on
I just sit back get my stack on
I just weight it up and that pack gone
Acrobats with that work boy
Gym time when I'm flipping packs
Cadillac on them 4s boy
Big Tymers all in the trap
Everything going for the low
Taking chances just for the dough
Kicking down a hoe niggas door
And that's all I know and that's all I know

Started with a gram then I turned it to a brick
Started with a front I cashed out and made it flip
I take the dope and I flip it I take the dope and I flip it
I take the dope and I flip it I take the dope and I flip it
Exercising proper whippings I went platinum in the kitchen
I take the dope and I flip it I take the dope and I flip it
Exercising proper whippings I went platinum in the kitchen
I take the dope and I flip it I take the dope and I flip it

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Writer(s): Juan Fortiz
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