cle flow

Y'all been balling like she Angel Reese, and mine like Lisa Leslie

She pray for niggas just like me, that's why she tryna bless me

I told her we could shoot some shit like this iCarly, and now I feel like Freddie

I see some money, I'm flooring the McLaren, I'm going to that page

I fucked the bitch for three hours straight, go rewind the tape

I'm getting clean without bathing, I don't even know a bape

Dropped all the opps with two shots, I didn't even leave a scrape

Yeah bitch, you know that deadeye crazy

Fucking up the whole mall, you know that bread supply crazy

(You wanna come over and chill?) Bitch I'd rather not

I only fuck bitches on the weekends, so I'd rather lie

Turn that white playboy into red, we hit him with the Carti

So get the bitches shaking, turn on rackies, they let me in the party

He thought the za was different colors, this nigga smoking on smarties

Put me on the halftime show, I just won a Vince Lombardi

Got my first ring, get the glasses, pop the champagne

He said he Dark Matter on Cod and he in campaign

I need 100K by July, I'm tryna maintain

My bitch don't like her Rollie, so I had to cop a Plain Jane

I cut her off and got her back, cause I don't need no hoe

I pulled the beat up and walked on it, it's my Jesus flow

I want the brown skin bitch off the Cleveland show

This drunk bitch done took her bra off to let her cleavage show

I got a drac' in the car, I'm finna up this bitch

My nigga said that he was pulling strings, he on some puppet shit

A Chris Vec inside the Glock, I'm finna tuck this bitch

I'm shit-talking like the bathroom, you need to flush this shit

I ain't gon' tell your ass again, but bitch I'm really him

All this damn money in my wallet, I need a ATM

I hate a Twitter ass, nigga, fuck-

Nevermind, I ain't got shit to say

This nigga mad as fuck on the net, cause I fuck to-

Cause I fuck to-

Alright just be cool

Alright, come on

I had to get it back

My niggas think that I be playing tennis cause I keep a rack

I'm off the Don Julio, I'm finna break her back

I ordered extra fries with no toast, I'm finna send it back

Like, how the fuck the, how the fuck you fuck my order up

I'm banging 25, so best believe I threw the quarter up

I told Keith to spark up, he got the shorter blunt

Gave this hoe the cash app card and told her order stuff

I told the bitch to cop an 8th, but she can't afford her one

Finna fuck around and shoot every shot like Michael Porter something

Come and get your bitch back, I think she bored or something

Fuck around and off the fucking plug, this nigga shorted something

Bitch said she wanna get drunk, fuck her up and pour a line in it

Wanna have a threesome with some bad hoes, okay I'm fine with it

You would've thought Ryan was Rajon the way he work the 9 nigga

Tryna get a bust down to put on my wrist, ain't perfect time nigga

I could've fucked your bitch, just look at the way a nigga shine nigga

You dissing 25, you must be out your mind nigga

The same shit you saying out your mouth, the reason you gon' die nigga

Check

Tell a nigga pop out, bitch I'm aiming at your neck

Tell a nigga play ball, lace up the shoes, it's time to sweat

These niggas music be doo doo, these niggas rookie, I'm a vet

This nigga played it foul before, we need a ref, give him a tech

Tryna keep my heart inside my chest, I think I need a vest

Where the fuck the bag man? nigga I'm finna check

If we talkin' about 25 bitch, then I'ma fucking vet

This bitch asking can she stay, man I smacked her neck

Two twins and it's a pint of lean and a ash baguette

Hold time that's chuck bar bitch, but I don't give a fuck

This bitch must be down bad forreal, she let JB fuck

How the fuck you kicked over the act bitch, what the fuck

High as fuck driving home bitch, I almost hit a buck

My voice kinda shitty bitch, I'm spitting sick bars

Your white boy kinda cool bitch, but he ain't like ours

One hit of this wood, you going straight to Mars

I know this nigga gone, his ass dancing with the fucking stars

But I ain't talking about the TV show

Mike never had a bitch forreal, he fuck easy hoes

This bitch buttered down in Vaseline, man she a greasy hoe

Put your bitch in front of 25, I bet you she'll go

Tryna use the bitch to set him up, you know that shit worked

Drum poking out through the pants, I need a bigger shirt

Chop made the nigga lean back like he's tryna hit the jerk

Wasn't allowed to beef with my opps, but they all in the dirt

All this pape I made from punching scams, I don't know why I rap

Lil' freaky bitch on twin XL, I made her arch her back

I can take the cleanest place you got and turn it to a trap

Told bae we ain't got no Julio, I pulled her up some act

Check the score, ain't a nigga on that side that we ain't on

I can get up close and throw from deep, I got a great arm

Them bullets keep insuring niggas' deaths like it's State Farm

To fuck with us, you need a little more cheese, this that great parm

Beat a nigga ass, I got hands like it's All State

Them denim tears peeling off the hoodie, yo shit all fake

Fully loaded chop with attachments, that's a tall drac'

Keep cracking bitches without condoms, my hoes all late

Damn