Ye Ye (Free Flow)

Ye ye
Hop on the beat
Flow and relax
I'm pushin' carts
Out from the back
Closin the shift
Bro got the 'Tang
5% w the tint
We take command
Left hands up in this bit
Ye ye
He talkin trash
Man them boys they gon fold in the mix
D-A-L-L-A-S they ain't legit
That's word to Tim
Pineapple Fanta man it got me floatin like bro with the Fins
King of the hill
Glide on this beat and I chill
Workin these hours I save me some money then pay me some bills
3 to 11 like I'm off a pill way I'm poppin dawg
Gotta maintain the money can't buy it all
Real legit

Number 2 on the game I don't need no Imodium
Trey with the Songz na na na na I ain't talkin sodium
Up on a pedestal ain't talkin podium
Soundin like Durk way he talkin bout brodie nem
Brodie he hittin me up Hussu hit the gym
I catch the drift Uber X I don't need to Lyft
Over your head with the bar like I hit with the uzi
Your future ain't bright
In the night in the back and it's dark
Going around I don't know where to start
Pushin carts for the hell of it
I get the bag every 2
Every 4
Every 6
Every 8
You broke boys can't relate
Y'all just sitting at home love to hate
Man y'all ain't like my boys they hate to motivate
They hate to motivate
And they keepin it straight 100
Work it out till I get what I want in abundance
Then still put the grind in like I still got nothing with me
They said I was a joke I got nothing in me
Now I'm up with the stars they got nothing on me
Now yo girl on my line tryna buss it on me
Like Hakuna Matata no worries I never get worried
That ice make her cream no McFlurry
Now I'm skrting off in a
Yeah she switchin the gears skrting off in her
Hussu flow
Free the flow issa free flow
49er like Deebo
Got a rush for the green call me CeeLo
Put the game all on ice like I'm Bron w the free throw
MVP ballin out like I'm playin for CHI town I'm ballin like D Rose
Knock the rust off by spittin some rookie lines
10 for 10 with the 10s
I'm a changed man cuz I keep the dimes with me

Envy flow way you girl tryna ride with me
And you tell her "why you gotta lie to me"
Switch the flow like Omeezy I hop in the coupe
She sippin whateva she tryna get loose
And she said Yung Slim
Just bust out the clip
I told her shut up he ain't with your shenanigans
Yeah I'm in de-cline fallin for Madelyn yeah im talkin Outer Banks

I was scrolling through my phone today
Same stuff man it won't go away
The horizon shining through yeah I see the ray
Bands I'm making wearing shades ray bans
Got a plan finna execute you know that I'm a killer
I'm killing these beats left to right ain't no manners
I'm taking this information in got me fed up
It's 12 but I can't call the fed up

Hop in the demon and dash (Hop in and dash)
Skrt off the lot and we smoke on the opps
Steady ballin we uppin the stats (uppin the stats)
I'm in a boat and she do it one night
Call me Yachty my stick stay attached (stick stay attached)
Stick like it's hockey ice on me
Cold like Minnesota we uppin the stats
We get to the bag
Yeah we count the mula it's just simple maths

She catching highs with me
She catching highs
Yeah we catching highs
She wanna vibe with me
She wanna vibe
And enjoy the ride
Yeah she wanna kill me tonight
Like baby without you here with me I'm already dead
Yeah she wanna feel me tonight
I open up for shawty told her you can go ahead
Yeah I stay high off life no I ain't doing meds
Check her out not no doctor but I got the creds
She like hussu my friends they wanna meet your friends
Only times telling 12 we don't speak with feds
Free flows on my mind I put em down in pen
Play the game on the line like Messi wearin 10
Envy Omar and Hussu Pronto Tele Slim
Fin Zuhayar my other boys and then the best
HOH DA GANG

HOH DA GANG yeah
Free flow in this bit
Free flow in this bit
Yeah yeah yeah
Yeahhhh



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Writer(s): Syed Chishty
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