Flux Got 30
We got
We got .30 switches
Sixys out the block
We got .30 .30 bitches
Out the block
Where G4G at?
We got them trenches
Just a couple ounce a glocks
Who would've thought she could've
Been the same bitch twice
I got the back seat at the top
To the back
I got the same old black bitch
She selling twak
She could've hit him like a doctor
But she didn't
She could've fucked him like a doctor
She had him fucked up and smoking these joints
She had him claping them weed like nothing
She got it bouncing and bouncing
She clapping that ass
She getting it all for the money
She looks just like here mama
She a brokiest bitch just like her sister
She got a gun in her mouth real fast
Why the heck you keep sending me messages yeah
I got .50 .30 switches bitches
Out the block
.5 .35 yeah
In the crib
I got four bitches at the park
It's just a block
Who would've thought I'd play soccer
Who would've thought I'd been the man
We've got .30 .50 switches
Out the block
We got 35 bitches ready to
Suck it up for cash
We go 30 bitches
Up inside the Glock
We got bitches that's willin to fuck it
We got bitches that's willin to kill it
I got the bitches that's clapping for money
They tryna get all this money real fast
Everybody' pushing up the'm P's
Everybody want money
Everybody from the south
Why the fuck you be acting real bougie
Like we don't nothing now
I could've just fuck the same bitch up twice
I got the back seat at the top
To the back
I got the same old black bitch
She selling twak
She could've hit him like a doctor
But she didn't
She didn't she's broke and she stupid
She had him fucked up and smoking these joints
She had him clalpin them weed like nothing
She got it bouncing and bouncing
She clapping that ass
She getting it all for the money
She looks just like here mama
She a brokiest bitch just like her sister
She got a gun in her mouth real fast
Why the heck you keep sending me messages
Bitch
I got sixteen years old bitch
Tryna hit me up on they dm's
I can not take none of that shit
I gotta be solo
I gotta get real one
I need a wife from the south no cap
Top of my voice well on top of my voice
I'm tryna beat my own voice that's right
I'm tryna beat my competition for racks
We've got .30 .50 switches
Out the block
We got 35 bitches ready to
Suck it up for cash
We go 30 bitches
Up inside the Glock
We got bitches that's willin to fuck it
We got bitches that's willin to kill it
We got .30 switches
Sixys out the block
We got .30 .30 bitches
Out the block
Where G4G at?
We got them trenches
Just a couple ounce a glocks
Who would've thought she could've
Been the same bitch twice
I got the back seat at the top
To the back
I got the same old black bitch
She selling twak
She could've hit him like a doctor
But she didn't
She could've fucked him like a doctor
She had him fucked up and smoking these joints
She had him claping them weed like nothing
She got it bouncing and bouncing
She clapping that ass
She getting it all for the money
She looks just like here mama
She a brokiest bitch just like her sister
She got a gun in her mouth real fast
Why the heck you keep sending me messages yeah
I got .50 .30 switches bitches
Out the block
.5 .35 yeah
In the crib
I got four bitches at the park
It's just a block
Who would've thought I'd play soccer
Who would've thought I'd been the man
We've got .30 .50 switches
Out the block
We got 35 bitches ready to
Suck it up for cash
We go 30 bitches
Up inside the Glock
We got bitches that's willin to fuck it
We got bitches that's willin to kill it
I got the bitches that's clapping for money
They tryna get all this money real fast
Everybody' pushing up the'm P's
Everybody want money
Everybody from the south
Why the fuck you be acting real bougie
Like we don't nothing now
I could've just fuck the same bitch up twice
I got the back seat at the top
To the back
I got the same old black bitch
She selling twak
She could've hit him like a doctor
But she didn't
She didn't she's broke and she stupid
She had him fucked up and smoking these joints
She had him clalpin them weed like nothing
She got it bouncing and bouncing
She clapping that ass
She getting it all for the money
She looks just like here mama
She a brokiest bitch just like her sister
She got a gun in her mouth real fast
Why the heck you keep sending me messages
Bitch
I got sixteen years old bitch
Tryna hit me up on they dm's
I can not take none of that shit
I gotta be solo
I gotta get real one
I need a wife from the south no cap
Top of my voice well on top of my voice
I'm tryna beat my own voice that's right
I'm tryna beat my competition for racks
We've got .30 .50 switches
Out the block
We got 35 bitches ready to
Suck it up for cash
We go 30 bitches
Up inside the Glock
We got bitches that's willin to fuck it
We got bitches that's willin to kill it
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