Flow Loko

Rollin' the bank trash bag full of ones
I had a good week, I didn't even cry once
You know I'm busy, baby
See you in a couple months
If you're fucking with me, then I better see some pay stubs

I was on the road, baby, I was on the run
Made a little cash, but that shit was not enough
I thought I told you I ain't picking up no crumbs
You talking sums, but something's not adding up

This ain't a game, baby, know that I ain't playing
That's not my name, but I like the way you say it
Ain't talking money, we don't speak the same language, oh yeah
I'm, I'm Nel Fuoco I'm a smokeshow
I'm burning up, man, this shit bad for the ozone
He said my juice should be illegal like Four Loko
I wanna tell you all, but you already know though

I don't think they heard me
I'm Nel Fuoco, I'm en el fuego
And they go wherever we go
Let's go

Dark hair out here, looking like Shego
Going through my phone, now I'm saying, here we go
Looking for a man I can call my equal
I think I'm just better off single
Two tongues on me, this pussy bilingual
Still sucking on me like a pleico
Damn, where she go?
Out this bitch like Carmen Sandiego, whoa
Keep liking my pics because that shit's good for my ego
Keep sending me videos, been waiting for the sequel
In Italia, mangiando bio
My money fold, it don't jingle
Flow like winter in New England, frío

This ain't a game, baby, know that I ain't playing
That's not my name, but I like the way you saying
Ain't talking money, we don't speak the same language
Oh yeah

I'm, I'm Nel Fuoco, I'm a smokeshow
I'm burning up, man, this shit bad for the ozone
He said my juice should be illegal, like Four Loko
I tried to tell you all, but you already know, though

He fit right inside it like a Lego
I said, "thank you, amo"
He said, "prego"
Dripping syrup, told her, let go of my Eggo
I'm fresh like a daisy, Marc Jacobs
I'm hot like sazon
If you mad, bitch, then just say sum
Don't gotta play dumb
That's not my man, that's my liaison
Fuoco, I'm blazing
Dicono che falliró, ma no ci credo
I hit the pole, then hit the booth
Got something to prove, this ain't nothing new
Don't follow suit, all my verses truth
Don't roll with the group, I'll let you stew
You just do you, boo, my view never askew
I'm just saying, don't you play with me
I'm burning down the roof, ooh