Frost the Hitta - ABC Flow Lyrics

Aye these niggas ain't f*ckin with me
If you want smoke the you know where i Be
Long clip in da drake and its shape like a C
My niggas blow first we ain't gotta hold D
Shout out to my cousin i call him big E
We all bout a sack so you know we go eat
These niggas be talkin but really they sweet
Till we pull up leave they brains on da street
Ayeeee
Better get right or you get left
My raps is Grade A and you nigga get F's
Earned all my stripes in da streets like a ref
And I'm Deep in that water swimming like Michael Phelps
Aye go Ask yo bitch about me if ion do shit ima keep it a G
Chasing blue hunnits why you nigga is sleep
I Need a bad bitch ima keep her on fleek
Aye I hold it down for the H
Free all my niggas that's locked behind gates
The wait almost over so nigga have faith
Cuz soon as you free then we back to the cake
IIII
Move smart and watch for da snakes
Flippin them packs ion need me no J
Posted in the trap and I'm strapped with a K
If a nigga try me we go blow off his face
I took Much L's in this shit
Ain't worried bout no bitch I'm just tryna get rich
Focused on M's so I'm running this shit
Back to back shows and I'm rocking that bitch
Big 40 on me and it came with a dick
Still catchin plays N I'm droppin these hits
16 O's and I'm moving it quick
Feins comin in comin fast like a blitz
I stay on my P's and Q's, cuz niggas be hatin and want me to lose
Run up on me swear you go make news
So if you was plottin that stand for you
You know the game bitch it's me R you
And i ain't going for it so you know ima shoot
Some niggas bang red and some nigga bang blue
But they fw me so i Fw em too
My dawg just got a SS
When I get on ima get em Vette
He keep tellin me Frost you up next
So i T up on niggas and stand in they chest
If U sleepin on me then gone get yo rest
Louie V sneaks got my foot on they neck
Shoutout to The Dub got some dawgs on da west
If i say it's a go then i can get you X'd
My nigga gorillas and ready to slide
They don't ask questions just ready to ride
After it's done they don't ask Y
Hit em up top that's a real hot 5
Over kill a nigga like he got 9 lives
Paint a nigga red like a bag of hot fries
I Ride for my niggas like bonnie and Clyde
We do walk ups we ion do drive by's
Ion really think these niggas want smoke
We toatin ARs and big drakos
Green beam at the top go aim at yo nose
My hitta a fool he think he a Zoe
And It's still free Kodak
I Fw ZeZe so I'm bringing it back
They like damn you kill err track
I told em i do this shit No cap!