"Flashing Lights" lyrics

Go (Go), ayy, go (Rrr-rrr), ayy, ayy
Real Murdaworth shit, I'm talkin' 'bout
(Real Murdaworth shit, I'm talkin' 'bout, bitch, bitch)
Ayy, I'm on a Xanax (Bitch)
I'ma call that shit a flat and leave it at that
(You know how the fuck I'm rockin', man)
How I'm coming, man (Go, go)
Shooting opps like flashing lights, man (Go, go)

Dead niggas get spent on, we don't need 'em
And I'm in a two-seater off the meter
I'm flamin' up reefer with a margarita (Bitch)
My toolie came with a red bean
And I'm in a red Beamer getting higher than Jesus
My favorite opp got smoked, guess we didn't need 'em (Bit')
We ain't need 'em, ain't need 'em (Bit')
Get to buckin' that switch, I ain't see him (See him, ayy)
Bullets tappin' on heads and femurs
Catch me an opp tryna shop, we gon' make his ass bop
Have him shaking his hips in Neimans (Bitch)
I love her but she keep saying I'm the meanest
'Til she getting dropped like the cleaners
It's me, ELA, 'Lani, my bitch, and we at the top, they could see us (Ayy)
My AR buff like Zias (Zias)
Tried to spin, get to flippin' his Nissin
Tried spin, get to flippin' his Nissan (Nissan)
Niggas be hoes, we see it (See it, ayy)