"flip" lyrics

I'm Gabby Douglas on a big wheel nigga
Fuck Is you talkin' bout?
... Aaaand I don't have my charger

Cocaine, don't know where I'd be without the
Dope game, I still leave my t-shirts with my
Old thang, and I ain't splitting shit I need the
Whole thang, whole thang! whole thang!

They can't kick On my hunnit block
Stop selling weed to the undy cop
I could sell the seeds to a money stock
And I bet could sell It back right when the money drop
Betch can't betch can't

Flip how I flip
Flip how I flip your be can't
Flip how I flip
Flip how I flip your weed can't
Flip how I flip
Flip how I flip no we can't
Flip how I flip
Flip how I flip

Said I ain't fuckin with that bitch cause she a user (you's a fucking user)
He got money uh? what the fuck they want me fuh?
She don't love me, uh. She just know I'm coming up!
I still let her flip my numbers cause It's Rummikub
Shout my lil bitch in the bay, wait, shout my lil bitch in the state, yeah
Down by the river to (bang lil bay), I still ain't visit a (bank de bank)
I shotput a tick in the tick to bang the lane and lane switch
Trampoline the-rang flip, I changed the name to Cambridge

(Fuck outta here) thumbing thru the bands
Found out I was cheating now she running to my mans
Second time this month that youngins running thru of strands
I should make a play for what them numbers jumping thru my hands your b can't

Flip how I flip
Flip how I flip your b can't
Flip how I flip
Flip how I flip your weed can't
Flip how I flip
Flip how I flip no we can't
Flip how I flip
Flip how I flip

This that shit that got my rebound shorty cursing out my dip
This that hit play it may get that mixtape stolen out my whip
I make flips
Then I dip
Ice stay swollen off my wrist
I'm still Midas how my shot Is, It's still golden when I brick
Take my pic
Treat my CT like the ambulance
I feed the needles, bleeders, sweetener It like insulin
Betcha dat number do double the budget that's coming thru
I'm not them niggas you run into I went from
Lunchables, crustables, Jumping A Bus Or, To
Pulling whips out like Ms. Trunchbull, shoving thru
Cocaine, don't know where I'd be without the
Dope game, I still leave my t-shirts with my
Old thang, and I ain't splitting shit I need the
Whole thang, whole thang! whole thang!

(Fuck outta here) thumbing thru the bands
Found out I was cheating now she running to my mans
Second time this month that youngins running thru of strands
I should make a play for what them numbers jumping thru my hands your b can't

Flip how I flip
Flip how I flip your b can't
Flip how I flip
Flip how I flip your weed can't
Flip how I flip
Flip how I flip no we can't
Flip how I flip
Flip how I flip