Covid Flow
You Already Know what time it is
It's ya boy Krayko Breezy a.k.a The Golden Kid
Ayo I'm kind of feeling this beat right now
But I don't really got no time for an introduction
Ayo Mami Ayo
Just hear me out for a minute you know what I'm saying (Yo)
Just yo sit down Mami
Yo chill out chill the fuck out Mami sit down
Listen check me out (Ugh)
Who this dude stepped in a room custom suit
Alligator shoes rock a Millie Plain Jaine
Young nigga making boss moves
Chasing paper no option (Shit I got to)
Switched it up went from a civic to a drop top coupe
I can't pick up your girl, but I pick the Benz with the friends if I have to
Lemme not say c word before I get pressed
Nigga by who by Piru give a fuck like boo-hoo
Nigga who nigga who is you (He said it twice)
Niggas too slimy better yet grimy Athens small as city
Nigga come and find me (This aint hide and go seek nigga)
I'm certain broke niggas lurking if not fed nor the table turning
Fendi turban got the whole city turning
This aint the grill this the gas gas burning
Now she like god damn he got the mighty guts
Deep down in your bitches guts tore it up then I flipped it up
Dropped it off at the corner next nigga he picked it up (Ooh)
Finish him
Laid a dope ass verse on a beat, then I mixed it up
World play so who dat bitch I'm never stuck
It ain't March 17th don't test your luck
No money heist no professor damn you flunk
Oh, you think you rich huh
Cause you got a mattress on the floor but you steady chasing bucks
Flexing Benz ass nigga
Flex a Benz put it on the gram (Get them likes up)
You Finna be 30 living at your momma crib
Oh, that's your crib no food in the fridge no credit (Damn you bluff)
Winked at your baby, I aint Tryna cuff
Whispered in her ear no this aint no stunt
3 story crib lifestyle brady bunch
Money talks R. Kelly he got that hush (Sshhh)
Oh, they're watching
Where's little Bill (Ayo hold on)
Bill Nye that science guy wait Bill Cosby how you doing my guy
Hold on Lemme call you back but um
I'm back at it took a stab at it never left Ima rap-rap addict
Flash back when I was rapping in the addict
Word play sophisticated better yet fantastic
Why you rolling with a broke crew that's tragic
Broke niggas share the same shoes with the crew
Damn that's super tragic
One man's got the strap (He aint no shooter)
God damn all the rest of yall lacking (Ugh)
Biggity back booty pump it up pucker up pump your rump
Shake your rump jump it up
Okay back like it's another verse hold up lemme put it in reverse
Fucking on twins so you know they taking turns
Ain't no L's unless its lessons learned
Ain't no smoke unless its passed it burned
Bird is the word nigga aint you heard
One time for the birds man I pray that they cured
Rap too fast, but my words aint slurred
We not in the same lane (Ugh) I don't see a merge
Hold up playboy (No it aint your turn)
Gave me your mixtape (Ugh) now its burned (Ugh trash)
Just like MJ's relaxer now I got Latoya saying faster
Bless beloved condone by the pastor rap nigga protege
Bitch I'm just the master (Ugh ugh)
I'm the headliner you just the adapter (Hey Breezy my girl hasn't came home)
Hold up Lemme call Casper (Hold that thought)
Ayo Albert based on the Amber alert
It's a blue Lamborghini (Ugh) the Broski's have her
Hole in one on your girl guess we won the Masters
Niggas all talk delivering danger Instagram live internet gangster
Golden Kid here, born in a manger
I'm the rap savior, but I cannot save her
Everybody know Breezy aint no stranger stranger danger danger
Shawty too thick all the niggas Tryna tame her
Love of my life put a ring on that finger
Flow too smooth so impeccable (Golden Kid the truth)
Damn I spit too fire (Damn who turned on the heater)
New heat new drip new sneak peek check the sneakers
Diamonds dance like Chris Brown on the meter
I'm on the glory route (All aboard) Instead you chasing clout
Thumbing thru the savings account damn I lost count
Nigga speak Spanish she said I'm for the streets
How the fuck you put a homeless nigga in ya sheets
How you expect me to go down sea-food stinks
Is it hot in here, or is it just me
Hey Siri take off my mink fur mink fur mink no I aint Camron
My mink aint pink
It's ya boy Krayko Breezy a.k.a The Golden Kid
Ayo I'm kind of feeling this beat right now
But I don't really got no time for an introduction
Ayo Mami Ayo
Just hear me out for a minute you know what I'm saying (Yo)
Just yo sit down Mami
Yo chill out chill the fuck out Mami sit down
Listen check me out (Ugh)
Who this dude stepped in a room custom suit
Alligator shoes rock a Millie Plain Jaine
Young nigga making boss moves
Chasing paper no option (Shit I got to)
Switched it up went from a civic to a drop top coupe
I can't pick up your girl, but I pick the Benz with the friends if I have to
Lemme not say c word before I get pressed
Nigga by who by Piru give a fuck like boo-hoo
Nigga who nigga who is you (He said it twice)
Niggas too slimy better yet grimy Athens small as city
Nigga come and find me (This aint hide and go seek nigga)
I'm certain broke niggas lurking if not fed nor the table turning
Fendi turban got the whole city turning
This aint the grill this the gas gas burning
Now she like god damn he got the mighty guts
Deep down in your bitches guts tore it up then I flipped it up
Dropped it off at the corner next nigga he picked it up (Ooh)
Finish him
Laid a dope ass verse on a beat, then I mixed it up
World play so who dat bitch I'm never stuck
It ain't March 17th don't test your luck
No money heist no professor damn you flunk
Oh, you think you rich huh
Cause you got a mattress on the floor but you steady chasing bucks
Flexing Benz ass nigga
Flex a Benz put it on the gram (Get them likes up)
You Finna be 30 living at your momma crib
Oh, that's your crib no food in the fridge no credit (Damn you bluff)
Winked at your baby, I aint Tryna cuff
Whispered in her ear no this aint no stunt
3 story crib lifestyle brady bunch
Money talks R. Kelly he got that hush (Sshhh)
Oh, they're watching
Where's little Bill (Ayo hold on)
Bill Nye that science guy wait Bill Cosby how you doing my guy
Hold on Lemme call you back but um
I'm back at it took a stab at it never left Ima rap-rap addict
Flash back when I was rapping in the addict
Word play sophisticated better yet fantastic
Why you rolling with a broke crew that's tragic
Broke niggas share the same shoes with the crew
Damn that's super tragic
One man's got the strap (He aint no shooter)
God damn all the rest of yall lacking (Ugh)
Biggity back booty pump it up pucker up pump your rump
Shake your rump jump it up
Okay back like it's another verse hold up lemme put it in reverse
Fucking on twins so you know they taking turns
Ain't no L's unless its lessons learned
Ain't no smoke unless its passed it burned
Bird is the word nigga aint you heard
One time for the birds man I pray that they cured
Rap too fast, but my words aint slurred
We not in the same lane (Ugh) I don't see a merge
Hold up playboy (No it aint your turn)
Gave me your mixtape (Ugh) now its burned (Ugh trash)
Just like MJ's relaxer now I got Latoya saying faster
Bless beloved condone by the pastor rap nigga protege
Bitch I'm just the master (Ugh ugh)
I'm the headliner you just the adapter (Hey Breezy my girl hasn't came home)
Hold up Lemme call Casper (Hold that thought)
Ayo Albert based on the Amber alert
It's a blue Lamborghini (Ugh) the Broski's have her
Hole in one on your girl guess we won the Masters
Niggas all talk delivering danger Instagram live internet gangster
Golden Kid here, born in a manger
I'm the rap savior, but I cannot save her
Everybody know Breezy aint no stranger stranger danger danger
Shawty too thick all the niggas Tryna tame her
Love of my life put a ring on that finger
Flow too smooth so impeccable (Golden Kid the truth)
Damn I spit too fire (Damn who turned on the heater)
New heat new drip new sneak peek check the sneakers
Diamonds dance like Chris Brown on the meter
I'm on the glory route (All aboard) Instead you chasing clout
Thumbing thru the savings account damn I lost count
Nigga speak Spanish she said I'm for the streets
How the fuck you put a homeless nigga in ya sheets
How you expect me to go down sea-food stinks
Is it hot in here, or is it just me
Hey Siri take off my mink fur mink fur mink no I aint Camron
My mink aint pink
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Writer(s): Chris Cayard
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