No Games

She think she got my head gone, bitch you did wrong

Got me fucked up for too long, I'm bout to head home

Get em knocked off with this chrome, they better leave me alone

Got these bitches hittin in my phone, I'm better on my own

Put a tote tag on that bitch yeah walk em down and I got a hundred on that switch yeah

I can't fuck with **** might go too fed

I know my gunna gunna, ain gone snitch on me, I promise or that's his head

Ring around the Rosie, drinking til I OD

Tryna pull up on me, send his ass to God be

Oh you wanna come and see, **** know not to play with me

Know them pointers lay with me, it's 7-6 til DIE

Uh, uh, and I ain't playin' no games

**** say you wanna stretch me, then come play in this lane

Know them **** slangin' iron, bitch, who the fuck to blame

Oh you tryna waste my time, bitch, must not know my name

Yeah, it's Flocko, there you go, they know I'm big, dawg

Let that blinky talk, In one call, I tried to warn y'all

Know they got me fucked up, this drink, it got me fucked up

That chopper, it go duck, duck, them 6s don't need no luck

In my head, I'm goin' wild, raise up as a problem child

Raise up in these streets, ****, this some shit I know I'm foul

I been tucked up for a while, but I still it, can put em down

They be scare to, hear that sound, they patna said that's a hundred rounds

Yeah, it's Flocko, and I ain't playin' no games

Bitch, I want money, not fame

Them boys cannot be tame

We better stay lame

We better stay lame

We better stay lame

We better stay lame