Ahhh
Flaaa
Do yo thang, yeah
Diamond rangs, yeah
I fuck that bitch and then I pour up that Green Day, yeah
I get fly, take no pic, that′s everyday, yeah
Get my 556 'cause I know it don′t change on me
The way I walk on beats, I do that shit so gracefully
Got high as fuck, don't think that I can even aim the piece
I got more whips than the whole damn travel agency
Way that bread come in, I feel just like a bakery
I'm ballin′ too damn hard, I think they called a flagrant on me
And I just fuck that bitch and dip, no need to stay up on that street
I′m kickin' mud up in that bitch like I been rockin′ soccer cleats
The four-door windows tinted, I'm up in it, sendin′ shots at him
No pictures, that's off limits, y′all don't get it
I got so much cheese
Blah, hehehe, blaa, bleh
Haga
(That's how I′m doin′, yeah)
Flaaa
Do yo thang, yeah
Diamond rangs, yeah
I fuck that bitch and then I pour up that Green Day, yeah
I get fly, take no pic, that's everyday, yeah
I been switchin′ up my moods lately
Switchin' coupes lately
What you doin′, let me switch up
Yo damn shoes, baby
I get fly as shit, but that's just old news, baby
Got so many sticks, don′t know which one to choose lately
Hop out that plane with the cash like Robert Rackstraw
Pull up, I'm flamin' that shit, I fuckin′ blast off
Shoot that shit, I got no aim assist, I know I track y′all
We make money, we make paper
If you say you love me, please don't change up
We make money, we make paper
Flaaa
Bleh
If you say you love me, please don′t change up on me, on me, flaaa
Do yo thang, yeah
Diamond rang, yeah
Fuck my bitch and then I pour up that Green Day, yeah
Flaaa
