Floxxx

Yeah, nigga, when I'm rockin', bring my mo'fuckin' mirror out Bring my shit out like the Romans Bring that shit out from off the pavement (blood and pain) Yeah (you want me to show you the way) Yo As a young dude, we was troubled youth Rock a chukka boot or the bubble Goose Tryna bust moves, we was cuttin' school Hustle in the cut, we just wanted shoes Did my one-two to live comfortable Couple new BMWs, need a bulletproof Couple skeeze in some hooker boots Hundred G's off the pussy juice I was runnin', G, whoop-de-whoop I was up even before the money I was definitely snooty too I'm stuck up and bougie, dude It's only Matsuhisa when I'm in a sushi mood And it costs a G or two to get full off of Japanese food Speedin' through in a GT coupe, sea blue I'm on these zoots like a cheap suit But wore it like it's GQ with a three-two Shoutout to my nigga, big Three-Two The streetsweeper three feet, too Send you up, get you key, too A room in Heaven with a decent view Uh, with a decent view All my niggas with the shits, all my bitches rich Often niggas lit, spin through Harlem to get fish and chips My wrist, this three thousand grams of fish broken down in nicks Pop out on you with sticks, you're found in the sticks Dig 'em out this ditch, four pound with the switch Down you and your friends, shit got out of hand Partner, do we got a problem here? (Yeah, yeah, nigga, uh, yeah, okay) Don't know who showed you the game (I don't know who niggas showed y'all niggas the game) Showed you the game (I don"t know who showed y'all niggas, man) I chose to show you the way (take my hand) The way, ayy, ayy I was told, "If you gon' shoot, lames shoot away" Lames shoot away (yeah) You too afraid to shoot a fade (know what I mean?) Keep it a buck Got old beef in the street, too deep to peace it up Can't sweep it underneath the rug Take the what? Leave the what? We're takin' everything you want (pussy), leavin' nigs in the dust Diamonds, money and guns, shit got hot in the mugs Word on the block, mo'fuckers got mugged And popped young blood with a chopped up shotgun Shots hit your bottom bitch, she was chilling with him, ridin' shotgun Got hit with a hot one I was twistin' one up a hot tub, but I'm not washed up I do not give a flying fuck, brothers not fly as us That shit don't fly where where I'm from You a tiny bug on the pie crust Blowjobs for the higher-ups 'Cause all y'all niggas suck (y'all suck) Bruh, I never lost my touch, dog, not once Get your jawline punched Blood on his 1s like Hawaiian Punch Look like you done spilled the entire cup Spun through your lil' ville, then shot it up Holler back now The illustrious The illustrious, motherfucker Fuck with it Yeah, yeah Man Wish you motherfuckers would, man I dare you niggas to play with me, nigga We'll see when we catch up, nigga You know I'm havin' my way No matter how the shit go, nigga, you know I'm havin' my way