"Flat" lyrics

I'm a real trap nigga
I can spend it, get it back
I ain't even gotta run these niggas over
These niggas already flat
I be tryna boost my high
I told my dawg ''Fire up the black''
I just left Five Saks, you be all at TJ Maxx

I mix purple wit' the Lanvin
Fuck them nigga, bae we havin'
She love when I call her baby
I love when she call me daddy
Pussy nigga mind your business
Over here we stand on business
I ran circles 'round these niggas so many times I'm gettin' dizzy
Early mornin' gettin' them cookies
Look like Santa Claus on Christmas
From the trenches to the booth
From the booth back to the trenches
Yeah I'm dunkin' on these fuck niggas
I ain't even break a sweat yet
Get some fuckin' motion
Poor bitch, that's your best bet
Turn a nigga bitch on 'cause she know I get it off quick
I'm a motherfuckin' boss so you know I need a boss bitch
Junkie put that dope on his tongue, know he a power lift
It's crazy how you gotta get off your ass to get on your shit

I'm a real trap nigga
I can spend it, get it back
I ain't even gotta run these niggas over
These niggas already flat
I be tryna boost my high
I told my dawg ''Fire up the black''
I just left Five Saks, you be all at TJ Maxx