"That's A Flip" lyrics
If I don't get a million, I'ma stop rappin'
No matter what happen, ain't gon' stop trappin'
Stashed somewhere in the house, but it's not the attic (Hahaha)
Told my dukes where that shit at?
If ever somethin' happen, that foreign big-body, it just stop traffic
Sixty piece for this rose gold package
Lil' dog got a pole, he ain't savage (He a ho)
Bustdown Rollie on make a sandwich (Come on)
Bitch, I'm on, really on, niggas jelly (These niggas jelly)
In the long sleeve now, I came from the Chevy (For real)
Hundred-fifty chopper rounds, boy, I'm ready
Ain't shit lookin' light, bitch, I'm heavy
Starin' gon' get the fruit knocked out his melon
If you a real street nigga, how you tellin'?
Used to think you was the smoothest lil' bitch, now you nothin'
Money is the subject, if not, no discussion
I ain't tryna talk, lil' boy, go get a hustle (Fuck on)
If you ain't gettin' money, you ain't gettin' nothin'
Bitch knew a nigga was a boss 'fore I said somethin'
If you ain't suckin' and fuckin', you ain't a nigga type
Rich bitch, rich bitch, that's what a nigga like
Tempt the tube man, I just hit her with the pipes (Yeah)
Can't hear a damn thing, suppressor on the pipes
Threesome with her friends if a nigga feelin' hyped (Yeah)
This street shit me, they keep sayin' I can't let up (Nah)
This street shit don't love you, it's put up or shut up
I keep my mouth closed, they don't know what I put up
I feel like black and blue, lil' dog got the hook up (Uh)
She say she want the whole Gucci hook up (Let's get it)
Ferragamo the closest to me
Puttin' cuffs on a bitch, no love for a bitch (Mwah, nah)
Had to learn the hard way, lost trust in a bitch, yeah (Uh, uh, uh)
Sixty-two a one-twenty, wanna see a trick?
Hocus pocus, watch I turn four hundred to a brick (Yeah)
I slipped some extras in on a hit (You know me, nigga)
Glock hold a few more extras in plus the clip (Bah, baow, baow, baow)
I want the mouth but I don't want the lip (You get it?)
She don't want no cheese, she want the dick
I don't really want shit, I want the chips (The money)
If a nigga hit the flip, that's a flip (Brrt, brrt, brrt)
Are you in the mafia?
Am I in the what?
Whatever you wanna call it, organized crime
I'm in the waste management business, everybody immediately assumes you're mobbed up
No matter what happen, ain't gon' stop trappin'
Stashed somewhere in the house, but it's not the attic (Hahaha)
Told my dukes where that shit at?
If ever somethin' happen, that foreign big-body, it just stop traffic
Sixty piece for this rose gold package
Lil' dog got a pole, he ain't savage (He a ho)
Bustdown Rollie on make a sandwich (Come on)
Bitch, I'm on, really on, niggas jelly (These niggas jelly)
In the long sleeve now, I came from the Chevy (For real)
Hundred-fifty chopper rounds, boy, I'm ready
Ain't shit lookin' light, bitch, I'm heavy
Starin' gon' get the fruit knocked out his melon
If you a real street nigga, how you tellin'?
Used to think you was the smoothest lil' bitch, now you nothin'
Money is the subject, if not, no discussion
I ain't tryna talk, lil' boy, go get a hustle (Fuck on)
If you ain't gettin' money, you ain't gettin' nothin'
Bitch knew a nigga was a boss 'fore I said somethin'
If you ain't suckin' and fuckin', you ain't a nigga type
Rich bitch, rich bitch, that's what a nigga like
Tempt the tube man, I just hit her with the pipes (Yeah)
Can't hear a damn thing, suppressor on the pipes
Threesome with her friends if a nigga feelin' hyped (Yeah)
This street shit me, they keep sayin' I can't let up (Nah)
This street shit don't love you, it's put up or shut up
I keep my mouth closed, they don't know what I put up
I feel like black and blue, lil' dog got the hook up (Uh)
She say she want the whole Gucci hook up (Let's get it)
Ferragamo the closest to me
Puttin' cuffs on a bitch, no love for a bitch (Mwah, nah)
Had to learn the hard way, lost trust in a bitch, yeah (Uh, uh, uh)
Sixty-two a one-twenty, wanna see a trick?
Hocus pocus, watch I turn four hundred to a brick (Yeah)
I slipped some extras in on a hit (You know me, nigga)
Glock hold a few more extras in plus the clip (Bah, baow, baow, baow)
I want the mouth but I don't want the lip (You get it?)
She don't want no cheese, she want the dick
I don't really want shit, I want the chips (The money)
If a nigga hit the flip, that's a flip (Brrt, brrt, brrt)
Are you in the mafia?
Am I in the what?
Whatever you wanna call it, organized crime
I'm in the waste management business, everybody immediately assumes you're mobbed up
