2 door coupe, 400 chips
Jacob watch cost two bricks
Throw another rack, she doin' splits
I got a bag of molly's, know she wanna lick
Make a girl kiss a girl
Turnin shit and the molly whirl
And then she geekin off them drugs
Makin faces like Lil Durk
Don't need a couple of me cus I know I know I'm the shit
All this ice on me, I'm froze in ths bitch
Look like if someone dope, niggas throw him in this bitch
All these girls wanna f*ck like gold on my dick
NY dope boy, you know this shit nitty
His Rolex tickin, that nigga counterfeit
This from the tribe bitch, come and free ride dibs
I only blow gas, don't f*ck with the mix
Diamonds flashin like paparazzis takin pictures
I dont f*ck with lames, I f*ck with real goons killers all my niggas they the realest
Flockaveli 2 on the way, I see these p*ssy niggas catchin' feelings
That fresh and new, it's just business, I'm the illest
Come f*ck with me, let's make millions
Flocka!