Flu Szn
How many times I gotta tell this hoe to get the fuck up off me
I ain't here to party, came to this bitch to get me some money
My mouth is full of fronts that's when I smile it's looking kinda sunny
But I don't ever front if its a problem, you won't hear shit from me
Better than going back and forth
Why would I exert my immediate force
Why would I waste my energy on you
Fuck it, I'm off you
How many different bags you got
She think I'm 21, I said a lot
I like skinny hoes and I like bitches thicker than the plot
I got 25 bitches tryna walk in my favorite spot, uh
It's so crowded I could barely walk
Bitch we not the same because the difference is I own the block
You just stand on that shit like you doing something, boy you not
You take my old swag and put that shit on, boy that shit re-rock
I got the formula, boy I put that shit up in my sock, huh
The difference is this shit in my heart
You know I drip splash everywhere I go, boy I need the mop
Rather you see me and snap a pic boy if I'm in the mall
I'm just so fresh, I'm just so clean, bitch I feel like mom and pops
I got gangsters with me, on my side boy they won't see me fail
Other than that, got the most high, Allah, make sure that I'm well
Bitch, I will not ever fail
Made it out the fiery depths of hell
You know when it rains, it hails
So much ice on me, they wishing me well
Get it, cuz I got a cold and shit
I ain't here to party, came to this bitch to get me some money
My mouth is full of fronts that's when I smile it's looking kinda sunny
But I don't ever front if its a problem, you won't hear shit from me
Better than going back and forth
Why would I exert my immediate force
Why would I waste my energy on you
Fuck it, I'm off you
How many different bags you got
She think I'm 21, I said a lot
I like skinny hoes and I like bitches thicker than the plot
I got 25 bitches tryna walk in my favorite spot, uh
It's so crowded I could barely walk
Bitch we not the same because the difference is I own the block
You just stand on that shit like you doing something, boy you not
You take my old swag and put that shit on, boy that shit re-rock
I got the formula, boy I put that shit up in my sock, huh
The difference is this shit in my heart
You know I drip splash everywhere I go, boy I need the mop
Rather you see me and snap a pic boy if I'm in the mall
I'm just so fresh, I'm just so clean, bitch I feel like mom and pops
I got gangsters with me, on my side boy they won't see me fail
Other than that, got the most high, Allah, make sure that I'm well
Bitch, I will not ever fail
Made it out the fiery depths of hell
You know when it rains, it hails
So much ice on me, they wishing me well
Get it, cuz I got a cold and shit
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Writer(s): Alexis Aguirre
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