Stitches - Flipping Weight lyrics

[Intro] T.M.I T.M.I gang Too much ink Too much Ink [Hook] I was hustling all on the corner I wanted to be a baller Bad b**h give her number I ain't even gon call her I just want to be the Illest I just want to be the richest Shoot em down, shoot em down, shoot em down If he hating on Stitches No no no no no no now you dead No no no no no no now you dead No no no no no no now you dead No no no no no no now you dead [Verse 1] If you ain't got respect you ain't got nuttin If you ain't got [?] you ain't got nuttin All these mother f**ers said they real but they straight fronting Now I came up and I came up off nuttin 8 ball to a OZ, OZ to a whole key Screaming f** the police Everybody acting like they know me Everybody claiming to be my homie Yeah you got a gun but you ain't gon pop nun Say you gon k** me you ain't gon k** nun End of discussion, choppas what I'm bussing Who do I trust man I trust nothing No no no no no no now you dead Play around with me now you got bullets in your head, uhh Serving that coco They say I'm loco I remember the times I was running away from the cops with the dope in my socks, uhh My mind telling me keep on running Cuz one day Imma be somebody I don't really want to k** nobody But if you play around imma promise somebody [Hook] I was hustling all on the corner I wanted to be a baller Bad b**h give her number I ain't even gon call her I just want to be the Illest I just want to be the richest Shoot em down, shoot em down, shoot em down If he hating on Stitches No no no no no no now you dead No no no no no no now you dead No no no no no no now you dead No no no no no no now you dead [Verse 2] I was trying to get my cash right Hustle all night in Nashville Liquor bottles and cirgarettes Living life with no regrets The whole city know ... off a back a bottle of Jack Stitches on that codiene I think I'm living too fast Too young and we got too much money We balling like the lakers in L.A it's always sunny yeah Tattoos on my face, got tear drops falling down Sipping on that whisky We were turning the crown Too much ink we had too much to drink We k** to fit the Vodka just to get the night started yeah Don't try to shooyt us down Cuz you will be giving up We got bulletsin the shot gun And we been getting backs [Hook] I was hustling all on the corner I wanted to be a baller Bad b**h give her number I ain't even gon call her I just want to be the Illest I just want to be the richest Shoot em down, shoot em down, shoot em down If he hating on Stitches No no no no no no now you dead No no no no no no now you dead No no no no no no now you dead No no no no no no now you dead [Outro] I was flipping on the corner selling lots of dope I was flipping on the corner selling lots of dope I was flipping on the I was flipping on the I was flipping on the corner selling lots of dope