Flag On Play
Red flag, red drum, hundred bands, in my car
Fuck that bitch, she still coming
Flag on play, it's a call
Molly lean, in my cup
Fresh and clean to the party
Whipping four door Ford Explorer
Fuck that bitch and then ignore her
Phone ringing, ten missed calls
Can't you tell that I'm ignoring
High fashion, not Ralph Lauren
Eyes glaring, too much water
I drip and fuck your daughter
Prolly won't cost me a lot
Two phones, keep a burner, so I can call all the shots
Play with that boy, get popped
Play with my money get rocked
Finna go hit up wakeem, hand him a beam, tell him to smoke all my opps
I need to blow off some steam, four hundred degrees, like Gunna and Travis, it's hot
Niggas they follow my lead, but I couldn't see that I was the one at the top
Pull up and making it pop
Niggas invest like stocks, yeah
Cause I'm underrated with a rated R drop
Cause I drop two albums and an EP, it don't flop yeah
Say they want that smoke with me, so boy you know we popped them
Red flag, red drum hundred bands, in my car
Fuck that bitch, she still coming
Flag on play, it's a call
Molly lean, in my cup
Fresh and clean to the party
Whipping four door Ford Explorer
Fuck that bitch and then ignore her
Phone ringing, ten missed calls
Can't you tell that I'm ignoring
High fashion, not Ralph Lauren
Eyes glaring, too much water
I drip and fuck your daughter
Prolly won't cost me a lot
Two phones, keep a burner, so I can call all the shots
Issa flag on the play so that boy out of luck
Got me feeling so sturdy got yak' in cup
Like a duracell bunny I'm up still it's stuck
Had to say no to drugs, I can fuck with that stuff
Only smoking on gas cause it come from the earth
I be getting so high finna walk off the earth
I be sipping on lean till I'm feeling so muddy
Niggas is fake, they not my buddy
My niggas slide they do you dirty
Came with the guys, we about thirty
We got that fire, ready, go murky
Letting it fly, bye bye birdie
Glock on my side you won't catch me surprised
Look I my eyes, don't be telling me your lies, no no
Red flag, red drum, hundred bands, in my car
Fuck that bitch, she still coming
Flag on play, it's a call
Molly lean, in my cup
Fresh and clean to the party
Whipping four door Ford Explorer
Fuck that bitch and then ignore her
Phone ringing, ten missed calls
Can't you tell that I'm ignoring
High fashion, not Ralph Lauren
Eyes glaring, too much water
I drip and fuck your daughter
Prolly won't cost me a lot
Two phones, keep a burner, so I can call all the shots
Fuck that bitch, she still coming
Flag on play, it's a call
Molly lean, in my cup
Fresh and clean to the party
Whipping four door Ford Explorer
Fuck that bitch and then ignore her
Phone ringing, ten missed calls
Can't you tell that I'm ignoring
High fashion, not Ralph Lauren
Eyes glaring, too much water
I drip and fuck your daughter
Prolly won't cost me a lot
Two phones, keep a burner, so I can call all the shots
Play with that boy, get popped
Play with my money get rocked
Finna go hit up wakeem, hand him a beam, tell him to smoke all my opps
I need to blow off some steam, four hundred degrees, like Gunna and Travis, it's hot
Niggas they follow my lead, but I couldn't see that I was the one at the top
Pull up and making it pop
Niggas invest like stocks, yeah
Cause I'm underrated with a rated R drop
Cause I drop two albums and an EP, it don't flop yeah
Say they want that smoke with me, so boy you know we popped them
Red flag, red drum hundred bands, in my car
Fuck that bitch, she still coming
Flag on play, it's a call
Molly lean, in my cup
Fresh and clean to the party
Whipping four door Ford Explorer
Fuck that bitch and then ignore her
Phone ringing, ten missed calls
Can't you tell that I'm ignoring
High fashion, not Ralph Lauren
Eyes glaring, too much water
I drip and fuck your daughter
Prolly won't cost me a lot
Two phones, keep a burner, so I can call all the shots
Issa flag on the play so that boy out of luck
Got me feeling so sturdy got yak' in cup
Like a duracell bunny I'm up still it's stuck
Had to say no to drugs, I can fuck with that stuff
Only smoking on gas cause it come from the earth
I be getting so high finna walk off the earth
I be sipping on lean till I'm feeling so muddy
Niggas is fake, they not my buddy
My niggas slide they do you dirty
Came with the guys, we about thirty
We got that fire, ready, go murky
Letting it fly, bye bye birdie
Glock on my side you won't catch me surprised
Look I my eyes, don't be telling me your lies, no no
Red flag, red drum, hundred bands, in my car
Fuck that bitch, she still coming
Flag on play, it's a call
Molly lean, in my cup
Fresh and clean to the party
Whipping four door Ford Explorer
Fuck that bitch and then ignore her
Phone ringing, ten missed calls
Can't you tell that I'm ignoring
High fashion, not Ralph Lauren
Eyes glaring, too much water
I drip and fuck your daughter
Prolly won't cost me a lot
Two phones, keep a burner, so I can call all the shots
Credits
Writer(s): Justin Jituboh
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