Flick Up (feat. Rich Amiri)
Pockets fat they fully loaded, boy yo money little
Met this hoe right at a show she said she want a picture
Put that green beam on his nose that 23 gonna rip em
Tell them boys I'm laying low if they ask how I'm living
Hell yea we too official
Rari boys this ain't no rental
Pull up in A6 Sprinter
Sorry boy you can't get in it
I'm speeding in that Bentley
Starry roof you see the ceiling
Hoe want me take her serious
Atari way I play with bitches
Like flag we gon' take him out we run him down
Man I hate all these fuck niggas
That hoe was just talking shit, but she see me she taking pictures
And I'm showing you my real life, lil nigga this ain't no filter
Action packed we gotta kill em
Ima make them boys remember, nigga know he ain't a member
Why these niggas pointing fingers
Boy don't you know that shit be dangerous
You get me mad I get to strangling
I might just bite I got my fangs
Walk in this bitch it get to raining
Yea we so geeked yea we so faded
They might not understand, I
Know yo gang know yo gang, i said
Let it bang let it bang, yea
Keep a K keep a K
And that lil hoe eat me out like lo mein, lo mein
Pockets fat they fully loaded, boy yo money little
Met this hoe right at a show she said she want a picture
Put that green beam on his nose that 23 gonna rip em
Tell them boys I'm laying low if they ask how I'm living
Met this hoe right at a show she said she want a picture
Put that green beam on his nose that 23 gonna rip em
Tell them boys I'm laying low if they ask how I'm living
Hell yea we too official
Rari boys this ain't no rental
Pull up in A6 Sprinter
Sorry boy you can't get in it
I'm speeding in that Bentley
Starry roof you see the ceiling
Hoe want me take her serious
Atari way I play with bitches
Like flag we gon' take him out we run him down
Man I hate all these fuck niggas
That hoe was just talking shit, but she see me she taking pictures
And I'm showing you my real life, lil nigga this ain't no filter
Action packed we gotta kill em
Ima make them boys remember, nigga know he ain't a member
Why these niggas pointing fingers
Boy don't you know that shit be dangerous
You get me mad I get to strangling
I might just bite I got my fangs
Walk in this bitch it get to raining
Yea we so geeked yea we so faded
They might not understand, I
Know yo gang know yo gang, i said
Let it bang let it bang, yea
Keep a K keep a K
And that lil hoe eat me out like lo mein, lo mein
Pockets fat they fully loaded, boy yo money little
Met this hoe right at a show she said she want a picture
Put that green beam on his nose that 23 gonna rip em
Tell them boys I'm laying low if they ask how I'm living
Credits
Writer(s): Dennik Avant
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