Luh Tyler Flow

Baby if you ain't trying to fuck
You might as well kick rocks or something
And im having better price zips you better cop you one
I ain't beefing about no hoe with plenty fishes in the pond
Y'all n---as broke as hell what you protecting why you got a gun?
Sip the Wock and got the bubble guts I gotta pop some Tums
Hating n---as steady repeating everything
I say fuck you talking tongues
My lil bro walk shit down marching band he keep sticks and drums
She thought I was about to fuck reverse the period
Bitch you aint fucking nothing
I just want your throat
So bring it here for me to sit it on your tongue
I'm finna blow and I fuck her good so she say I'm the bomb
Riding round like I burnt my elbow I got firearms
Be doing dirt so I run from 12 and I'm ducking karma
I don't really care to beef vibing out here loot chasing
How you broke and 23 your ass is too lazy
I told your girl I'm a P I don't do dating
You want some money instant that navy too wavy
They say I flew past this a Benz 580
I'm bad as hell don't fuck with 12 don't fuck with Tom Brady
Can see the hate from 8 miles these n---as Slim Shady
Knew he was gonna cross me before he did it That's So Raven
I'm digging in her stomach got her screaming "oh baby"
I sip the Wock and get to walking like an old lady
It comes to beef I keep sticks like Chinese made it
And I'm too player ain't gotta fuck you know that she ate it
Tell her "come over" she gon do her job
Took a trip to the doc he be tripping say I drink too much Wock
Like I'm from the D I grab the Wockesha and I pour a 4 in the pop
When Covid went in, like the vaccine I had more shot in the dark
No neighborhood hero, neighborhood trapstar
It was swinging Peter Parker
Had to tell her she tripping
This a Hellcat this not no regular Charger
I'm smoother than soul, I'm getting a hoe, I'm having salt like tartar
Got a bad bitch fat ass like Jayda Wayda ooh McParker



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Writer(s): Donovan Edwards, Darius Thornton
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