MT Ty & Nate Frxsca - Mink Flow OMG
Yea, I was finna pop out but fuck it I'm in the stu
Lil starter kit lil gatorade, Tshhh
I ain't really do shit today made a light 2
I promise if she getting money boy she like you
The swag have niggas hating wanna fight you
You know a niggas getting popped if he try to rob you
I got a hoe outta town I just told her fly through
Yea I was broke everything was cruel
I'm drunk as hell downtown finna order mootz
Bro Charles Barkley on the play alley-opp
When you getting pape you start to think a lil different
Stick to the code you gotta flip before you spend it
I know she want me eat it out before I kill it
I can't mess a dollar ion never see my dentist
Yea I bought the ankle bracelet and the tennis
I snatch a nigga hoe oh my god ima menace
She went M.I.A she ain't seen me in the minute
My hoes use to fuck off on me it felt different
My bae get what she want she got bad bitch privilege
She just suck dick and shut up I think she get it
Before I pop out with broke niggas I'll crib it
She just put some money in my pocket I can dig it
I was finna text this bitch come over I ain't send it
I'm tripping said I'm done bringing bitches where I'm living
I can't be around these broke ass niggas that be penny pinching (naw)
Diamonds clear just like some Voss water, brody water whipping (pshh) (pshh)
I can have my bitches gas you up and blow yo mind like whippets (what)
Niggas really kids I had to tell 'em stay out grown up business (fuck on)
Niggas pulling stunts like mortal kombat, that's how I know they finished (yea)
My bitch adjusting to the lifestyle we hip-hop living (alright na)
I withdraw thousands out the country with all hopes to spend it
From all that surfing on them waves got me on yatchs for dinner (no bap)
Can't wait to rock out on that stage I came from signing scriptures
Tryna hit LA score the drank just like I'm Doc Rivers (I'm Doc rivers)
She wanna go on the first date that's cool I'm all with it (I'm with that)
She think she caught a ham but I got racks that's what all come with it (straight up)
Know I gotta blow still hit the hood to go play granny ticket (yea)
Still on bullshit 1,000 profiles like the mega millions (what)
Doggy want a verse I'm finna charge his ass a seal ticket (no bap)
Nigga tried to tell me to quit drank, I made him sip it with me (made him sip it with me)
Boy I know you broke, you had yo moncler for like 6 winters (nigga)
Bitches see me and say oh my god is that chinchilla
Written by:
Nathan Harris, Ty Royal
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