How many niggas be flodging and How many niggas be flexing
I up with that toaster it let off a pop like my nigga who ready for breakfast
How many niggas
How many claiming they with it
How many flodgin n know dey ain't did it
How many fold under pressure they ask u a question
They ratting and know they be snitching
How many digits
How many names did ya give em
Why he go speak onna pistol
How is he know wat we did to da victim
When we left the scene n took care of the witness
How many niggas
How many claiming they with it
How many flodgin n know dey ain't did it
How many fold under pressure they ask u a question
They ratting and know they be snitching
How many digits
How many names did ya give em
Why he go speak onna pistol
How is he know wat we did to da victim
When we left the scene n took care of the witness
I know you be flodging
I know you ain't pushing the hemin
You froze when I gave u da semi
But throwin a set
Like shawty ain't gettin up Wimmie
You broke u be rubbin a penny
Like nigga you not
Say you be slanging the glock
Clutching the bottom keep one at the top
Sayin you already made niggas flop
I would roll down the window and make niggas drop thats hot
Shawty be rollin with thots u know what that mean she gone go for the cops
She one for the team
Prolly f*ckin da opps
My niggas aint drinking they down ta send shots
Act hard off the liquor we croppin them tops
Loose off the duce we gone tighten ya knot Keep me a drum
When i slide down the lot we can set this bitch up witta beat like im chop
Dont call me a vet
I Would smoke before class to get high onna test
Sleeping in skool neva got enough rest
They told me im foul off the pills with respect
Good with computers i keep me a tec
Nina she buckin a hole in yo chest
Shawty she mad i aint giving her sex
Play like a game n i treat her like chess
I'm just chasing a check
I aint chasing no bitch and i bet on my mamma im gonna rich
Like Just gimmie a chance bet im starting new shit
I ain't tripping off him cause he look like a lick
And i know niggas capping them niggas aint shit and that hoe
He was with she was grimey she sick man she told me he lacking he dont got a stick
Bet she leaching off him so i know she a tic
So I walked round the corner robbed him and his bitch
I know they be switching why side with a snitch
I rode wit a shoota i kept me a clip
Ive been a driver whenever we sliding we hop out
And blast n hop back in the whip
How do i know when u buss u gone miss
You shot at me once couldnt see through the tint
I know its a fact that you niggas dont match wat you say
I walk out wit a blade and a stick
Might make him a stain after taking a pic
Might light me one up you gone stay for the flick
Might catch me a body while down in the lobby nobody gone see so nobody say shit
Came out the cut with a stock onna blick
Time running out we gone toc till we tic
Aint neva trusting Its DTA f*ck it and shout out my brothers dats no switch
Like how many niggas
Say how many niggas be with it
Im doing this shit for survival you doing this shit for the clout theres a difference
If i rob yo mans he gone know what it is but my nigga its all about business
I know niggas hating they flex and they faking but making it out is the mission
How many niggas
How many claiming they with it
How many flodgin n know dey ain't did it
How many fold under pressure they ask you a question
They ratting and know they be snitching
How many digits
How many names did ya give em
Why he go speak onna pistol
How is he know wat we did to da victim
When we left the scene n took care of the witness
DTA nigga my money tote figures
I paid bout a buck for strap double trigga
No handouts or givers I paid ima official so when it comes back for the bait ima fisher
I murder the beat
I'm done waiting on verses start working for me
Be my own boss with no college degree
Ask for a feature thats perfect for me
Taxin a verse every bar dat i speak yea im
Charging a fee bitch ill carter the beat
Yea i go harder than he who be asking who harder than me
What am i doing
Bombarding the beat
Playing the cards i would target to keep
Learn how to step put a part in yo teeth
Bitch want my heart i just want her to arch
When i turn off the lights it gets dark in the sheets
Yea i be jigging like hollows hit me
Bro do a hit while im sippin on tea
Matter fact he do hits while im killing a beat
Nico gone shoot like the movie 3D
I said nico gone score like he play for the chiefs
T up wimmie putta name onna tee
Man i swear ima do it black forces on feet
Said ima hop out i put it on me
Not hearing these niggas i tolerate bitches
But when in the wrong bitches bound ta play victim
I know i did wrong got away in a minute
Sit back in the seat roll a blunt and get lifted
And think like damn what would i do if a nigga got jammed
Stood 10 toes down when they call me up to stand
No snitch kant tell i was wrong i aint plan
Now im sittin inna cell while they kalling me the man
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How many niggas be flodging and How many niggas be flexing
I up with that toaster it let off a pop like my nigga who ready for breakfast
How many niggas
How many claiming they with it
How many flodgin n know dey ain't did it
How many fold under pressure they ask u a question
They ratting and know they be snitching
How many digits
How many names did ya give em
Why he go speak onna pistol
How is he know wat we did to da victim
When we left the scene n took care of the witness
How many niggas
How many claiming they with it
How many flodgin n know dey ain't did it
How many fold under pressure they ask u a question
They ratting and know they be snitching
How many digits
How many names did ya give em
Why he go speak onna pistol
How is he know wat we did to da victim
When we left the scene n took care of the witness
I know you be flodging
I know you ain't pushing the hemin
You froze when I gave u da semi
But throwin a set
Like shawty ain't gettin up Wimmie
You broke u be rubbin a penny
Like nigga you not
Say you be slanging the glock
Clutching the bottom keep one at the top
Sayin you already made niggas flop
I would roll down the window and make niggas drop thats hot
Shawty be rollin with thots u know what that mean she gone go for the cops
She one for the team
Prolly f*ckin da opps
My niggas aint drinking they down ta send shots
Act hard off the liquor we croppin them tops
Loose off the duce we gone tighten ya knot Keep me a drum
When i slide down the lot we can set this bitch up witta beat like im chop
Dont call me a vet
I Would smoke before class to get high onna test
Sleeping in skool neva got enough rest
They told me im foul off the pills with respect
Good with computers i keep me a tec
Nina she buckin a hole in yo chest
Shawty she mad i aint giving her sex
Play like a game n i treat her like chess
I'm just chasing a check
I aint chasing no bitch and i bet on my mamma im gonna rich
Like Just gimmie a chance bet im starting new shit
I ain't tripping off him cause he look like a lick
And i know niggas capping them niggas aint shit and that hoe
He was with she was grimey she sick man she told me he lacking he dont got a stick
Bet she leaching off him so i know she a tic
So I walked round the corner robbed him and his bitch
I know they be switching why side with a snitch
I rode wit a shoota i kept me a clip
Ive been a driver whenever we sliding we hop out
And blast n hop back in the whip
How do i know when u buss u gone miss
You shot at me once couldnt see through the tint
I know its a fact that you niggas dont match wat you say
I walk out wit a blade and a stick
Might make him a stain after taking a pic
Might light me one up you gone stay for the flick
Might catch me a body while down in the lobby nobody gone see so nobody say shit
Came out the cut with a stock onna blick
Time running out we gone toc till we tic
Aint neva trusting Its DTA f*ck it and shout out my brothers dats no switch
Like how many niggas
Say how many niggas be with it
Im doing this shit for survival you doing this shit for the clout theres a difference
If i rob yo mans he gone know what it is but my nigga its all about business
I know niggas hating they flex and they faking but making it out is the mission
How many niggas
How many claiming they with it
How many flodgin n know dey ain't did it
How many fold under pressure they ask you a question
They ratting and know they be snitching
How many digits
How many names did ya give em
Why he go speak onna pistol
How is he know wat we did to da victim
When we left the scene n took care of the witness
DTA nigga my money tote figures
I paid bout a buck for strap double trigga
No handouts or givers I paid ima official so when it comes back for the bait ima fisher
I murder the beat
I'm done waiting on verses start working for me
Be my own boss with no college degree
Ask for a feature thats perfect for me
Taxin a verse every bar dat i speak yea im
Charging a fee bitch ill carter the beat
Yea i go harder than he who be asking who harder than me
What am i doing
Bombarding the beat
Playing the cards i would target to keep
Learn how to step put a part in yo teeth
Bitch want my heart i just want her to arch
When i turn off the lights it gets dark in the sheets
Yea i be jigging like hollows hit me
Bro do a hit while im sippin on tea
Matter fact he do hits while im killing a beat
Nico gone shoot like the movie 3D
I said nico gone score like he play for the chiefs
T up wimmie putta name onna tee
Man i swear ima do it black forces on feet
Said ima hop out i put it on me
Not hearing these niggas i tolerate bitches
But when in the wrong bitches bound ta play victim
I know i did wrong got away in a minute
Sit back in the seat roll a blunt and get lifted
And think like damn what would i do if a nigga got jammed
Stood 10 toes down when they call me up to stand
No snitch kant tell i was wrong i aint plan
Now im sittin inna cell while they kalling me the man
I up with that toaster it let off a pop like my nigga who ready for breakfast
How many niggas
How many claiming they with it
How many flodgin n know dey ain't did it
How many fold under pressure they ask u a question
They ratting and know they be snitching
How many digits
How many names did ya give em
Why he go speak onna pistol
How is he know wat we did to da victim
When we left the scene n took care of the witness
How many niggas
How many claiming they with it
How many flodgin n know dey ain't did it
How many fold under pressure they ask u a question
They ratting and know they be snitching
How many digits
How many names did ya give em
Why he go speak onna pistol
How is he know wat we did to da victim
When we left the scene n took care of the witness
I know you be flodging
I know you ain't pushing the hemin
You froze when I gave u da semi
But throwin a set
Like shawty ain't gettin up Wimmie
You broke u be rubbin a penny
Like nigga you not
Say you be slanging the glock
Clutching the bottom keep one at the top
Sayin you already made niggas flop
I would roll down the window and make niggas drop thats hot
Shawty be rollin with thots u know what that mean she gone go for the cops
She one for the team
Prolly f*ckin da opps
My niggas aint drinking they down ta send shots
Act hard off the liquor we croppin them tops
Loose off the duce we gone tighten ya knot Keep me a drum
When i slide down the lot we can set this bitch up witta beat like im chop
Dont call me a vet
I Would smoke before class to get high onna test
Sleeping in skool neva got enough rest
They told me im foul off the pills with respect
Good with computers i keep me a tec
Nina she buckin a hole in yo chest
Shawty she mad i aint giving her sex
Play like a game n i treat her like chess
I'm just chasing a check
I aint chasing no bitch and i bet on my mamma im gonna rich
Like Just gimmie a chance bet im starting new shit
I ain't tripping off him cause he look like a lick
And i know niggas capping them niggas aint shit and that hoe
He was with she was grimey she sick man she told me he lacking he dont got a stick
Bet she leaching off him so i know she a tic
So I walked round the corner robbed him and his bitch
I know they be switching why side with a snitch
I rode wit a shoota i kept me a clip
Ive been a driver whenever we sliding we hop out
And blast n hop back in the whip
How do i know when u buss u gone miss
You shot at me once couldnt see through the tint
I know its a fact that you niggas dont match wat you say
I walk out wit a blade and a stick
Might make him a stain after taking a pic
Might light me one up you gone stay for the flick
Might catch me a body while down in the lobby nobody gone see so nobody say shit
Came out the cut with a stock onna blick
Time running out we gone toc till we tic
Aint neva trusting Its DTA f*ck it and shout out my brothers dats no switch
Like how many niggas
Say how many niggas be with it
Im doing this shit for survival you doing this shit for the clout theres a difference
If i rob yo mans he gone know what it is but my nigga its all about business
I know niggas hating they flex and they faking but making it out is the mission
How many niggas
How many claiming they with it
How many flodgin n know dey ain't did it
How many fold under pressure they ask you a question
They ratting and know they be snitching
How many digits
How many names did ya give em
Why he go speak onna pistol
How is he know wat we did to da victim
When we left the scene n took care of the witness
DTA nigga my money tote figures
I paid bout a buck for strap double trigga
No handouts or givers I paid ima official so when it comes back for the bait ima fisher
I murder the beat
I'm done waiting on verses start working for me
Be my own boss with no college degree
Ask for a feature thats perfect for me
Taxin a verse every bar dat i speak yea im
Charging a fee bitch ill carter the beat
Yea i go harder than he who be asking who harder than me
What am i doing
Bombarding the beat
Playing the cards i would target to keep
Learn how to step put a part in yo teeth
Bitch want my heart i just want her to arch
When i turn off the lights it gets dark in the sheets
Yea i be jigging like hollows hit me
Bro do a hit while im sippin on tea
Matter fact he do hits while im killing a beat
Nico gone shoot like the movie 3D
I said nico gone score like he play for the chiefs
T up wimmie putta name onna tee
Man i swear ima do it black forces on feet
Said ima hop out i put it on me
Not hearing these niggas i tolerate bitches
But when in the wrong bitches bound ta play victim
I know i did wrong got away in a minute
Sit back in the seat roll a blunt and get lifted
And think like damn what would i do if a nigga got jammed
Stood 10 toes down when they call me up to stand
No snitch kant tell i was wrong i aint plan
Now im sittin inna cell while they kalling me the man
Writer: Craig Snow
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid