Flawda

When we get the drop on that bitch we finna show up
My boy rolling off the molly
Think he finna throw up
I'm still pullin five deep
My blood never fold up
My pockets on full before I stuff them racks in the sofa
And they like "how you made here lil Diego how u glowed up"
Nun like the rest of these lil boys who sell they soul up
My side bitch rock ksubi jeans
My main bitch rock cobras
What u made in a week spent that shit right on a pole (Yuh)
But I will never go (Yuh)
Came to visit my brother but he stay in the O (Yuh)
I'm still livin grimey these niggas be some hoes (Yuh)
And I'm in Miami pourin lean up in my soda
I'm so glad you left me bitch I got lil older
(Lil older
A lil Older
Glad you left me bitch I got a lil older)

We still stay by 86
Yo girl a friend want take some pics
My name bring the bitches in
Dubbed you but I want your friend
The fiends want dope then let em in
We fucked once I'm not your friend
201 straight till the end
I Came up all my hoes 10s
Black Durango blackest tints
Popped a molly bout hour ago and now I'm feelin it
She said she wanna please me
Just don't bite the tip She said that she don't believe me
But I'm leavin it
She gone cry when I'm on TV
She gone send me a lil text and say her son want be me
But you gotta see the snakes lil boy
You can't be Stevie
Yeah I'm fuckin on yo hoe boy I'm really greedy
You can play this in the mirror while you counting cheese up
Ima bump this in the car while I'm smoking big blunts
We came up from the mud so we coming sticked up
Ima fuck wit you for now then forget in 6 months



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Writer(s): Diego Hurtado
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