"flat" lyrics
che Lyrics
Smoke yo mans then faint
I'm pour the dirty ass drank yeah
Ya hoe a dirty lil skank
Yeah, it's some lows I'm giving away
This hoe act so dank
Five star shit lo mein
Broke boy yo shit fake
Yeah, who told you that's okay?
Perc make me "That's so Raven"
I don't really got no taste
No I don't fuck with Jakes
But yeah I fuck with Bape
Yeah I fuck with Chase bank
Nigga cause Chase is my name
Yo bitch ain't ask for no age
I put my dick in her face
Arp going so cray
You copping crates off of Craiglist
Boy yo dumb ass face
I ain't never had no phase
She ain't never had a flat
Fuck it, told her throw that pussy back
Rich money don't fap
Nigga I'm in your related tracks
But we don't relate a bag nigga
Fat money, fat stacks (yeah)
I ain't never pop no tags nigga
I'm on TOR I'm piecing saks
I be really in the lab nigga
While these niggas on some flats
Bet your hoe will know my at nigga
And she knowing where we at
Yeah, that shit sad yuh
I could never go like that yuh
Ain't no ration yuh
Big ass bullets to your pastor yuh
I'm off acid yuh
Broke nigga still at Pacsun yuh
And I'm taxing ya
Don't give a hell rich bastard yuh
He a actor now?
Boy you'll get boxed out Pacquiao
Pffft pack him out
2016 sold yak a lot (2016 sold bricks)
Is you mad or nah?
I take a flat then a dab like yup
I don't ask a lot but nigga I don't live passive yuh
Yo bitch she immaculate
I'm in her mouth like a peppermint
I want sex that's it, and maybe a lil bit of ecstasy
Yeah I'm a reverend
These niggas know it ain't no testing me
Who's next we'll see
I'll really have these niggas dead in a wee
I'm pour the dirty ass drank yeah
Ya hoe a dirty lil skank
Yeah, it's some lows I'm giving away
This hoe act so dank
Five star shit lo mein
Broke boy yo shit fake
Yeah, who told you that's okay?
Perc make me "That's so Raven"
I don't really got no taste
No I don't fuck with Jakes
But yeah I fuck with Bape
Yeah I fuck with Chase bank
Nigga cause Chase is my name
Yo bitch ain't ask for no age
I put my dick in her face
Arp going so cray
You copping crates off of Craiglist
Boy yo dumb ass face
I ain't never had no phase
She ain't never had a flat
Fuck it, told her throw that pussy back
Rich money don't fap
Nigga I'm in your related tracks
But we don't relate a bag nigga
Fat money, fat stacks (yeah)
I ain't never pop no tags nigga
I'm on TOR I'm piecing saks
I be really in the lab nigga
While these niggas on some flats
Bet your hoe will know my at nigga
And she knowing where we at
Yeah, that shit sad yuh
I could never go like that yuh
Ain't no ration yuh
Big ass bullets to your pastor yuh
I'm off acid yuh
Broke nigga still at Pacsun yuh
And I'm taxing ya
Don't give a hell rich bastard yuh
He a actor now?
Boy you'll get boxed out Pacquiao
Pffft pack him out
2016 sold yak a lot (2016 sold bricks)
Is you mad or nah?
I take a flat then a dab like yup
I don't ask a lot but nigga I don't live passive yuh
Yo bitch she immaculate
I'm in her mouth like a peppermint
I want sex that's it, and maybe a lil bit of ecstasy
Yeah I'm a reverend
These niggas know it ain't no testing me
Who's next we'll see
I'll really have these niggas dead in a wee
