J7K - Detriot Flow (feat. LenBenoit)

Hey Len, I don't think they're ready for this one
We still steppin' on niggas, We still on niggas' ass
And if you thought it was over, Better go run you a check up my nigga
Yeah, man I still got to run up a check .

Man I still got run up a check
Man I ain't even break sweat, niggas talk crazy and I fuck around, break his neck
I do a move on a hoe, like I'm DMX
I do a move on a hoe, like I'm Triple X

Damn, I mean Triple H
You can't kick it if your ass really fake, wait
Shout out to Cooks, cause he call me Mini Drake, wait
I got a Mini Drac, drop to many tapes

Niggas really high off vape, that's a crazy damn place, hey
Hey, why you ain't let the beat breathe, bro
Ha, ha, ha, ha
Sick, sick, sick

Okay
Brody from Atlanta and he stay with that clip on
I fuck a bitch then I dip, call it slip on
I change hoes like my ringtone

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
But I'm standing on a mountain, that's a climbing right at
Count my money and I count it right back
Had to slide on a hoe like Snapchat

Didn't know her name, so I had to turn the name to hashtag
They didn't even know I was blessing like a rocket
What
They didn't even know I had this in my pocket

They didn't even know I was going up
Man up, man up, man up, man up
But I fade away, like Kobe on these hoes
Then I fade away, like a ghost on these hoes

Like a ghost on these hoes
And then I fade away
Okay, let me start this bitch
Like I'm Kobe on these hoes

I might be Jordan if I'm at the free throw
I might be Jordan if I'm going to the paint
But I'm Scottie when I get the ball at the free throw
Nigga tied down, yeah, that shotgun free throw

You need a bad bitch skinny hoe, yeah, a freak hoe
Don't give a fuck about your paper, nigga, what you made
Man 7 it's been a duo, nigga, since the seventh grade
Bitch, try and talk to me now, bitch, you should've stayed

I got everybody in this world, yeah, make mistakes
But it's Detroit flow, need a Detroit hoe
I need a bad ass hoe that can't dethrone
Boy, I'm throwing up the 4s, my team be throwing up them fours

But she hate me
Bad ass, I want to have my baby
Just pay me
Don't want to talk, lil' hoe, just pay me

Feeling a little weird, lil' bitch, just pay me
Niggas really hoes, acting bitches, yeah, they shady
Ballin', nigga, T-Mac, yeah, McGrady
Ballin' like McGrady, I don't need a lot of time

You got 13 seconds in and out on the dime
Told that hoe I can make time
No trouble winning O.T. on the faceline
This the money run

My money been running since the sun been up
Up, up, up, up
Money been running since the sun been up

Written by:
Len Benoit, The 7

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