Flowin

(Dee B got that heat...)

Rock out the show, smoking that gas make me slow

Keep the .40 by my low, naked redbone on the floor

Cash her out, she gon' go

To get in my crib, you need a code

All these leeches gotta go

I'm in LA, don't fuck with the snow

Every day payday, my start gon' grow

She wants telling, no time, I gotta go

Popping that addy, no sleep on the road

I run up the check, I clear up the stove

I remember them days I step on the float

Back to my jeans, wearing Rick Owens

Got a bad bitch, no time for ho

My dwag for real, he keeps going

I ain't gon' chill, I'ma keep flowin' (grr)

Put the bag on me, got tags on me

I studied a green, anatomy

She got BBL, put that ass on me, put it all on me

Brotherhood, everybody back then we felt it out

My first show gonna sell out, top ten now going all out

Yeah, I wear all black and my racks gonna stack

She okay in her faith, I'ma fucker her from the back

Always stay low-key, I'm never gonna let

Everywhere I go, I put it on a map

Can't trust no ho, that's always on an air, can't pay no more

I'm always on track, the track hop, speeding, I go zoom

Let me slide walk, one step it on the move

Got the game a lot, let me keep stirring the pot

Yeah, whip it out the law, I'm going to keep pushing, I don't stop

Got to stop playing (always been on top ****)

Rock out the show, smoking that gas make me slow

Keep the .40 by my low, naked redbone on the floor

Cash her out, she gon' go

To get in my crib, you need a code

All these leeches gotta go

I'm in LA, don't fuck with the snow

Every day payday, my start gon' grow

She wants telling, no time gotta go

Popping that addy, no sleep on the road

I run up the check, I clear up the stove

I remember them days I step on the float

Back to my jeans, wearing Rick Owens

Got a bad bitch, no time for ho

My dwag for real, he keeps going

I ain't gon' chill, I'ma keep flowin'