Semi Flow

Every since I started rapping, I been popping like some grease
And all my niggas step on toes shit, you better watch yo feet
And I been tryna touch a mil but I'm too caught up in these streets
Me and Von like Bron and Wade how we be scoring with that heat

That's on gang
Screaming sailor Gang, the shit that's on my chain
Big S G for L, that nigga Bandz done paved the way
If I up that swoop and aim yo way, I'm hitting brain

Nigga

Look, snuck the Glock in Church, I just pray that father God forgive me
For them nights back on the land when I was riding round with semis
Mr Bounce right back, that's the only reason niggas envy me
Switch up on my glock, yeah I call that bitch my mini me

Bitch I was bussin them CVVs, swipe swipe swipe
These niggas gone remember me, on life, that's on life bitch
Everyday be Halloween we come thru on some Purge shit
And if I ever call up Mexico I'm trying to hurt shit

All these niggas just be talking, they ain't really having motion
Shorty bend it over let me beat it, she love it when I stroke it
Don't ask what's up inside this fronto, just know that it's potent
When they hear this shit, they gone be thinking Keyz be taking over

They say Ayh there go that nigga Keyz, we finna blik him down
They know if they ever run up crazy then I'm sending rounds
My mama got a baby lil three eighty, it make hella sound
Bitch ain't like me back when I was broke she trying to fuck me now

Keep that same energy, bitch you ain't getting shit from me
Told you we was gone get it out the mud, talking any means
You know I fuck with nines, I'm trying to see what's to them two two threes
Ah ha yo homie dead, bitch we ain't got no sympathy

If you want that smoke just drop the lo to where you lay
Sixteen and a six, bitch we finna sip a fifth today
Gimme any beat and imma murk it, this a semi one
If I touch the Glock then imma twerk it, talking any one

I been hustling, tryna touch a sack, gone and get you one
Unc just hit me up about some drank I'm finna get me some
I been in them trenches since a jit baby
Shake that ass, I love the way you move cuz you the shit baby

I been hustling all my life, I'm trying to get rich baby
Niggas know don't play with KDG cuz shit can get crazy
Goofy stupid bitch, just keep it playa with me
I been running up a sack, last year I think I touched bout fifty
I ain't never loafing ina hood, I got big Zuu with me
If I call up Lucky, he gone sco he got some screws missing

Yeah yeah

I can sell a wave to the ocean, I won't say it twice
I got a chocolate bitch she got some motion, body outta sight
I might give er half of this lil perky for a vivid night
She say boy you know this pussy yours, you be hitting it right

I got voices in my head, I'm starting to thinking it's my demons
I feel better when I'm floating, shit them xannys help me beat em
Paraphernalia be my preference, I feel better when I'm leaning
I been trynna kick that cup who some drank tho I been feenin

Swerving all thru traffic, humid Onna dash for no reason
Blacked out off them bars, beat a nigga ass for no reason
Me and bro just sold bout twenty bows lil bitch it's drought season
Got a bitch who trynna put a baby on me, bae she clout cheesing

Oops I meant clout chasing, bars with lean just to chase it
I told my niggas that we all gone get rich, just be patient
I keep on switching up my flow in case they tryna clone me
My old homie trynna fuck my ex, these niggas moving phony

I had to cut the grass
Swerving Onna e way, think I seen one twenty on the dash
Seen my sister get it out the mud so I said fuck a class
Fell in love with money, started running, it was very fast

Put a freak bitch on a opp she got the drop and sent the clean up crew
A couple killers with some mops, think I seen a broomstick or two
Feds prolly bumping Onna beat cuz I be talking loose
But ion even speak this English shit, no comprehende you



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Writer(s): Markese Mccaster
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