Flava
I just copped the Benz and the new Porsche
I just want the Rollie with the white face
I just put my lawyer on retainer, nigga
'Cause I might just have to murk the plaintiff nigga
I'm getting money, think I'm 'Luminati
All these bitches buyin' bodies
I'm going Kamikaze in the brand new Mazi' (flex!)
Floor, I wanted diamonds, this shit look like hockey (f-f-flex)
Tattoos all on my young'un face
He 'bout to leave the country, he like, "Fuck a case"
We 'bout to buy the bar, nigga fuck a case
Spraying champagne in her fucking face
She like, "Flock, you got expensive taste" (Flocka)
It came from bringing bags down the Interstate (trap)
Niggas pocket watching, wondering what I make
I keep the pocket rocket, better guard your face
I just copped the Benz and the new Porsche (skrt)
I just want the Rollie with the white face (flex)
I just put my lawyer on retainer, nigga
'Cause I might just have to murk the plaintiff nigga (squad)
I'm going independent, fuck the majors, nigga (Flocka)
Street money, fuck the majors, nigga (you know)
Still trappin', what you need? I get it catered, nigga (trap)
I got elbows by the bag, pick your flava, nigga
I been screaming, "Fuck the rap shit" (fuck it)
Your favorite rapper got a fat bitch (hahaha)
I'm doing shows, selling bales at the same time (Flocka)
I'm taking business calls and trapping off the same line (brr)
Hot boy like I'm Benji (Benji)
Broad day, you can meet me at the BP (BP)
Diamond wet like some Fiji
"Flock how you popping? You ain't drop a CD"
I put Christians on wifey, she all walking bliss
I hear 'em yelling in the crowd "Flock a living legend" (Waka)
I get thirty racks while walking, I take that and stretch it (you know)
Nigga, I don't get mad, bitch I'm in my bag (real)
I just copped the Benz and the new Porsche (skrrt)
I just want the Rollie with the white face (flex)
I just put my lawyer on retainer, nigga (real)
'Cause I might just have to murk a plaintiff nigga
I'm going independent, fuck the majors, nigga (majors, nigga)
Street money, fuck the majors, nigga (majors, nigga)
Still trappin', what you need? I get it catered, nigga (trap)
I got elbows by the bag, pick your flava, nigga (squad)
Autor(es): Juaquin Malphurs
