2 door coupe, 400 chips
Jacob watch cost two bricks
Throw another rack cause she doin' splits
I got a bag of molly's, know she wanna lick
Make a girl kiss a girl
Turnin sh** in the molly world
And then she geekin off them d**
Makin faces like Lil Durk
Don't need a compliment cause I know I'm the sh**
All this ice on me, I'm froze in this b**h
Look like I'm selling dope, n***a stove in this b**h
All these girls wanna f** like gold on my dick
Everywhere I go boy you know this sh** lit
His Rolex tickin, that n***a counterfeit
b**h from the tribe b**h, come and free ride dibs
I only blow gas, don't f** with the mix
Diamonds flashin like paparazzis takin pictures
I don't f** with lames, I f** with real goons k**ers all my n***as they the realest
Flockaveli 2 on the way, I see these p**y n***as catchin' feelings
That fresh and new, it's just business, I'm the illest
Come f** with me, let's make millions
Flocka!