How To Play the Flute (feat. King Draino)

Don't nobody give a damn what all that shit talk about, man

We tryna hear some of that, that girl, shake ya ass

Shake ya ass, shake ya ass, and you know what I'm sayin'?

I'm tryna get that in my life

Gemini

Damn, damn, damn, that's my shit

Oh, jokes, three-piece, crisp

Talk 'bout saucy, drippin'

CEO of this

Current, wavy, my undertow's a bitch

Shout out to my city, no, I really does this

Third time's a charm, I'm feelin' triumphant

I put a little gold up on my bicuspids

They can only see my eyes inside o the cutlass

She may be vanilla cream, baby, her butt big

The treat me like McGregor when I'm out in Dublin

My momma don't like it when I be cussin'

But fuck these motherfuckers, mama, I don't trust them

It's plush up in the bucket, look, don't touch it, thought you knew

In the pocket like a muscle man, I hustle, watch me move

In the summer watch me fuck around, I'm 'bout to drop the roof

She hopped up in the whip and then I taught her how to play the flute

Play the flute

Goddamn, they hatin' on a player

Don't understand, they need to get they weight up

Shazam, I'ma have to David Blaine 'em

Emoji hands, I'm prayin' for them haters

(Achoo) God bless you, hey

(Achoo) God bless you, hey

(Achoo) God bless you, hey

(Achoo) God bless you, hey

(Achoo) God bless you, hey

(Achoo) God bless you, hey

(Achoo) God bless you, hey

(Achoo) God bless you, hey

Hey, little mama, aqui

Skin's all macchiato, wee-ee in mahi, mahi

On Miami beach, we have a party, lodi, dodi

On my B-I-E, till I D-I-E, I think I'm king

You didn't think that I would get the pico

I'ma butting that motherfucker, nothin' but a Speedo

Who's that peekin' in my window, CeeLo

I was on that Cujo, that bigot and that Timo

Dulce and Gabbana, Cappuccino, gelato

In the grotto out in Cabo, amateur, so Apollo

Whip this bulky like Costco, I'm out here and dodgin' five-O

I hit the block with that top low, a dookie rope with the poncho

But it ain't about the rain on me

Tryna sing up in this bitch but I ain't on key

No, I stay genuine, I'm the same old G

Feelin' like John had the check with these eight gold rings

Play the flute

Goddamn, they hatin' on a player

Don't understand, they need to get they weight up

Shazam, I'ma have to David Blaine 'em

Emoji hands, I'm prayin' for them haters

(Achoo) God bless you, hey

(Achoo) God bless you, hey

(Achoo) God bless you, hey

(Achoo) God bless you, hey

(Achoo) God bless you, hey

(Achoo) God bless you, hey

(Achoo) God bless you, hey

(Achoo) God bless you, hey