Flint Water

Five years for a forty rock, that's unfair to me

But that came with the game I'm in

That nigga name on paperwork, I can't hang with him

Niggas talkin' 'bout I told, go read again

Switchin' up every week, you would never know what we in

Couldn't find no K9s, I took three 10s

My nigga got twelve years for three attempts

Y3 puffer, it's cool out (Yeah)

Had my mama crib smellin' loud, I had to move out (Real shit)

Just sold ten, got twenty more I can move now (Yeah, yeah)

Yeah (Yeah), yeah

Hit my number, I want racks (I want racks), I want racks (I want racks)

Need my plug to show me love on them packs (On them packs)

Love my bitch, but that bitch, she a brat (She a brat)

Took a trip to get that bitch off my back (Off my back)

With my other ho (Yeah), just touched down (Just touched down)

20K off them P's what we touch now (What we touch now)

Yeah, knock knock, not like a joke (Ain't nothin' funny, nigga)

Knock knock like more money at the door (Cash Only)

Yeah (Yeah), yeah

Yeah, it's cut, but they love the cheap dope (Real shit, ayy)

Uh, yeah (Yeah), yeah

Gun in my hand when I peep the peephole, I don't trust shit

I'm really havin' heavy pape', you can see the shit

Fly past in somethin' fast, you just seen a glimpse

They like, "Why you ridin' with all them damn guns?" 'Cause we legit

Nigga, stop runnin' your mouth and go eat a dick

My nigga Salem walked in with a clean pint

5K on drank every day, it been three nights

Nigga, that's fifteen racks, I could've bought some ice

I could've got you ten packs, but you ain't talkin' right

Out on bond for a dope case, got me walkin' light

Me and Mike fucked the world up from talkin' spice

Got a white bitch with blond hair, she a walkin' lice

I heard your daddy was a rat, you a walkin' mice

Last nigga we got into it with lost his life

Feds took all my rights to carry guns, so I bought a knife

Tryna stack this shit up, I sold my car, went and bought a bike

Niggas study us so much, now we talk alike

Man, y'all niggas is some— biters

Yeah, y'all niggas is some dick biters

Hit him with the K up close, start a big fire

I'm tryna bust this Wock' script, let me hit Meijers

I just drunk too much lean, I need a big water

Dropped a hundred in the crowd and hit six towers

Watched Gusto make thirty racks, he hit six targets

Got some real dog food, you hear this shit barkin'

Big camera just popped up and I'm just parkin'

Try to rob us, gettin' popped up and I ain't just talkin'

The first body that I caught was with a SIG Sauer

I'll pour a deuce of red in some Flint Water

Nigga

Get real dirty 'round this bitch, nigga

Y'all niggas can't fuck with us, nigga

This shit on the floor

Ghetto Boyz shit