"My Best Flow" lyrics
CEO Trayle & Dubba-AA Lyrics
Yeah
(Dubba-AA flex)
Yeah
Yeah
Bad bitch fine and she pretty, uh
Tell her pull up on me, I might slide in the kitty, uh
I'm in the 'Cat, I might slide in the kitty
Waitin' all way for you to-
(This is the sound)
Ayy
Bad bitch fine and she pretty, uh
Open up that pussy, bae, I slide in that kitty
Ayy, baby where I'm from it's so treacherous and gritty
Ayy, baby, if you got me, then I got you, just get with me
Yeah, yeah, Backdoor with the hoes where it's litty
And she say she want my autograph, want me to sign her titty
Ayy, ayy, 30K in Amiri jeans, I hate to wear these bitches
Ayy, ayy, watch what you tell these bitches 'cause these bitches tell your benefits
I'd take a Perc' over a bitch, that's for sure
Ayy, ayy, move the work and make sure you pay the neighbors next door
And she suck it like a goal, you know that's my best ho
Ayy, ayy, and that bitch give me that throat, said they heard me next door
Ayy, ayy, the bitch know I can just go for the gun store
Ayy, ayy, he shop with me, yeah, you know that boy the custo'
You should cover up your neck how my lil' nigga cut throat
Ayy, tell the label cut the check and I'll go send my best flow
It's Backdoor, come through your backdoor, I don't even know where the front door is no more
Bitch, call me C4, don't forget the 34 (Ayy)
A nigga try to double cross, I triple cross him on the low (Ayy)
They say I got the best dope, bang the door, they want more (Ayy)
My ice cold, it wasn't even this cold when it snows
I pop a Perc', then I really go to sleep on that ho
Me goin' broke? That's like tryna take the ski from Backdoor
Ayy, she don't want no makeup, ayy. I can't fuck with no fakers
Nigga, I'm the boss, so I can't take a pay cut
Ayy, ayy, nigga put they head down when I put that Drac' up
You don't think that it's my birthday the way I hold that cake up
And the way I get to cheffin' in the kitchen like a baker
Ayy, the chopstick sing like her name Anita Baker
I can't go broke, it's hard for me to say I need a favor
I put money on his head and I still pay for the labor
(This is the sound)
(Dubba-AA flex)
Yeah
Yeah
Bad bitch fine and she pretty, uh
Tell her pull up on me, I might slide in the kitty, uh
I'm in the 'Cat, I might slide in the kitty
Waitin' all way for you to-
(This is the sound)
Ayy
Bad bitch fine and she pretty, uh
Open up that pussy, bae, I slide in that kitty
Ayy, baby where I'm from it's so treacherous and gritty
Ayy, baby, if you got me, then I got you, just get with me
Yeah, yeah, Backdoor with the hoes where it's litty
And she say she want my autograph, want me to sign her titty
Ayy, ayy, 30K in Amiri jeans, I hate to wear these bitches
Ayy, ayy, watch what you tell these bitches 'cause these bitches tell your benefits
I'd take a Perc' over a bitch, that's for sure
Ayy, ayy, move the work and make sure you pay the neighbors next door
And she suck it like a goal, you know that's my best ho
Ayy, ayy, and that bitch give me that throat, said they heard me next door
Ayy, ayy, the bitch know I can just go for the gun store
Ayy, ayy, he shop with me, yeah, you know that boy the custo'
You should cover up your neck how my lil' nigga cut throat
Ayy, tell the label cut the check and I'll go send my best flow
It's Backdoor, come through your backdoor, I don't even know where the front door is no more
Bitch, call me C4, don't forget the 34 (Ayy)
A nigga try to double cross, I triple cross him on the low (Ayy)
They say I got the best dope, bang the door, they want more (Ayy)
My ice cold, it wasn't even this cold when it snows
I pop a Perc', then I really go to sleep on that ho
Me goin' broke? That's like tryna take the ski from Backdoor
Ayy, she don't want no makeup, ayy. I can't fuck with no fakers
Nigga, I'm the boss, so I can't take a pay cut
Ayy, ayy, nigga put they head down when I put that Drac' up
You don't think that it's my birthday the way I hold that cake up
And the way I get to cheffin' in the kitchen like a baker
Ayy, the chopstick sing like her name Anita Baker
I can't go broke, it's hard for me to say I need a favor
I put money on his head and I still pay for the labor
(This is the sound)
Writer(s): Aaron David Lockhart Jr., Justin Trayle Bell
