Flocka Flare

Grrah-grrah
Grrah-grrah

Rapping like killers, you never shot anything
I make the dead see the light where the angels sing
I'm in the booth
It's buzzing, I let it ring
I run the city, like I'm moving everywhere
Where is your homie?
I don't even care
Preying on me, there's no time to spare
I'ma flocka flare, got the knocks in here
Up it in the air, dump it anywhere

First I get up, grab my tool like a clutch
Next I use my tooth brush
Then I suit up, I'm in the mirror too much
Feeling like I can't be touched
My watch is real
I'm wearing all black for a drill
You working for your next meal
I'ma hit a lick, robbers on my ass all the time
It's hot outside, I can't chill
It's eat or get ate, me and my partner can't wait
We gotta hit first, leave a spill
They want me to break, I ain't breaking no bank
Everything I got was a steal
Two fifty times four, all of my pockets are stuffed
I know how it feels to be poor
Outside the store, looking in through the window
One day you will get it for the low
I'm on GTA when I get off the clock
Two fifty times four, my pockets on lock
I flip iPhones, I'm Steve Jobs on my block
She can't get a signal, any place I got bars
It's jumping like Jordan, these are not Reebok
I see a lot of frogs, are you leaping or not?
I can't be cheap, no police, I must cop
I lost it all, I will shop till I drop
I was icy like Pac, swinging at my bus stop
What you know about goons on your ass after dark?
What you know about brooms?
I was sweeping the spot
Do it for the clout, errbody air it out
I don't know why you wanna know my body count
Spin my block? Bul-bullets make you bounce
I'm not a hooper, I will make it in your mouth
Lil boy watch your mouth

Rapping like killers you never shot anything
I make the dead see the light where the angels sing
I'm in the booth
It's buzzing, I let it ring
I run the city, like I'm moving everywhere
Where is your homie?
I don't even care
Preying on me, there's no time to spare
I'ma flocka flare, got the knocks in here
Up it in the air, dump it anywhere