Black Ops Flow
He don't bang but niggas been hating so He gon run that
He squealed on the case best believe he finna run that
That gun draw one in the head he finna run laps
Fuck them petty crimes 459s Im trynna buss down
It's a hunt now, holes through his shirt this nigga bummed out
I'm on that paper route getting to that bag I'm trynna touchdown
Freed my bottom boy tops to the morning we finna blow down
Go down, caught my first case, I had to slow down
Young niggas flocking In chevys was really on the chase
Hit that lick aint have a mask was trynna get a taste
Got out that house hit the whip we had to do the race
Told my niggas fuck them licks I ain't trynna pass
Young niggas wit hoop dreams just trynna stack it fast
Blow a hunnid racks see moms up in a fuckin jag
Fuck living fast if I get I gotta invest the bag
Buss down in an m6 nigga im trynna do the dash
Put on for my city like nino but fuck them kilos
Run up in yo city like yeah we finna bleed those
Run up in them chinks like yeah we finna bleed those
Like yeah we finna bleed those
Creeping in them back doors nigga it's time play ball
No time for freezing up when you juggin' we den took loss
Spinning to the bag like I'm a dizzy I'm trynna takeoff
Yo nigga he a bitch if he witchu and he ain't let off
Creeping in them back doors nigga it's time play ball
No time for freezing up when you juggin' we den took loss
Spinning to the bag like I'm a dizzy I'm trynna takeoff
Yo nigga he a bitch if he witchu and he ain't let off
He squealed on the case best believe he finna run that
That gun draw one in the head he finna run laps
Fuck them petty crimes 459s Im trynna buss down
It's a hunt now, holes through his shirt this nigga bummed out
I'm on that paper route getting to that bag I'm trynna touchdown
Freed my bottom boy tops to the morning we finna blow down
Go down, caught my first case, I had to slow down
Young niggas flocking In chevys was really on the chase
Hit that lick aint have a mask was trynna get a taste
Got out that house hit the whip we had to do the race
Told my niggas fuck them licks I ain't trynna pass
Young niggas wit hoop dreams just trynna stack it fast
Blow a hunnid racks see moms up in a fuckin jag
Fuck living fast if I get I gotta invest the bag
Buss down in an m6 nigga im trynna do the dash
Put on for my city like nino but fuck them kilos
Run up in yo city like yeah we finna bleed those
Run up in them chinks like yeah we finna bleed those
Like yeah we finna bleed those
Creeping in them back doors nigga it's time play ball
No time for freezing up when you juggin' we den took loss
Spinning to the bag like I'm a dizzy I'm trynna takeoff
Yo nigga he a bitch if he witchu and he ain't let off
Creeping in them back doors nigga it's time play ball
No time for freezing up when you juggin' we den took loss
Spinning to the bag like I'm a dizzy I'm trynna takeoff
Yo nigga he a bitch if he witchu and he ain't let off
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Writer(s): Miykeal Joiner
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