On the Flo (feat. Rich Money) [Radio Edit]

I just, I just seen your wifey tryna sneak and do the day shit, she gon' let me fuck
if I promise I ain't gon' say shit
When you gettin' money all you see is smilin' faces, I swear this bitch is too easy cause
most of these bitches basic

Let's talk about some paper, I had to hit my nigga richer, I can run the plays like a
coach without a hiccup
I can't trust a soul, man these niggas act like Bishop
It's a play up on the floor, lift gon' have to pick this bitch up

I got full control nigga, take it from the outside
I let this bitch blow, ain't no differences on my side
Keep em on they toes, ain't no tellin' when I might slide
Yeah I got the low and you nigga never outside

You ain't know, here he goes, here it is, there it goes
On the floor, it's on the flow, here it is, it's on the flow
Boy this, boy this is not the type that shit that niggas wanna fuck with
Tired of wearin' silver, now the diamonds look like mustard

Bustin' out the bezel, VVS is drippin' gushes
I can flip the baddest bitch, never call her number
Heart is cold as winter, now I'm hotter than the summer
I got that dro, I just dropped the drip a double

Doggie better stop before I send his ass to muzzle
Try to copy, but can't figure out the puzzle
Homie don't play, but he startin' as a punter
Doggie roll him up and get him twisted, he a blunter

Boy that hoe that you be cuffin', you ain't know she just a runner
Got my name all in her phone, she be callin' me her plumber
You ain't know, shh, here we go, here it is, there it goes
On the floor, it's on the flow, here it is, it's on the flow

You ain't know, shh, here we go, here it is, there it goes
On the floor, it's on the flow, here it goes
Look, you ain't never get your home back, my nigga time to face it
She under my control, I'm entitled to compensation

Let me see you take that phone up on the ceiling, momma shake it
I'm tryna crack your code and she gave me the combination
I see all these three-o falls on the floor, they gettin' naked
Wave for me at the door, know this bitch bout to get messy

Get this bitch up off the floor, baby girl just let me know
Let me get this bitch to go, baby girl this ain't no pressure
But don't you know you're blessed
I ain't goin' back and forth, that look like stressin'

If it ain't bout the doors, that bitch really worth a trust
They ain't got no motion, bet they energy depressin'
Them girls that I ain't never had to check in
You ain't know, shh, here we go, here it is, there it goes

On the floor, it's on the flow, here it goes
It's on the floor, you ain't know, shh, here we go, here it is, there it goes
On the floor, it's on the flow, here it goes
It's on the flow, shh



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Writer(s): Julian Brandom
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