BORN CLEAN - Flippin

Ayy, this about weed and bitches
That ain't everything, but it's a lot,
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Flippin' Dem P's, stackin' those G's all day Every day, nigga, I get paid
Come get some, I got good smoke If you got that cash, we can make that trade
Give two shits about what people say It won't make me shit, so I won't change
Gotta raise the bar so fuckin' high No one in my zone would try to fade
Flippin' Dem P's, stackin' on G's all day Every day, nigga, I get paid
Come get some, I got good smoke If you got some too, we can make that trade
Give two shits about what people say It won't make me shit, so I won't change
Gotta raise the bar so fuckin' high No one in my zone would try to fade

I got the green for the low, nigga, should already know Plus a nigga rep the Go, like I'm Derrick Rose Yo
Even if you cuff, I'm takin' your hoe Make a nigga wanna go toe to toe
Nigga, you can't fuck with Born I keep her in the clouds, you keep her on the floor
Niggas get petty over a bitch Homie, my only focus is gettin' rich
Weed game with Scar, yo, ass for life Make a nigga wanna quit
Just because I'm from the windy I love to blow trees
Niggas actin' like Fall How they changin' like them leaves
I got some tricks up my sleeve A girl up on her knees
Don't even know her name That's all I know, she bout these G's
Call my dick one blood How she suckin' like a flea
I went monkey on that bitch How I'm back up in the trees, yeah

Flippin' Dem P's, stackin' those G's all day Every day, nigga, I get paid
Come get some, I got good smoke If you got that cash, we can make that trade
Give two shits about what people say It won't make me shit, so I won't change
Gotta raise the bar so fuckin' high No one in my zone would try to fade
Flippin' Dem P's, stackin' on G's all day Every day, nigga, I get paid
Come get some, I got good smoke If you got some too, we can make that trade
Give two shits about what people say It won't make me shit, so I won't change
Gotta raise the bar so fuckin' high No one in my zone would try to fade

Anybody wanna know what BornClean bout?
Put dirt on my name, I'm gon scope your mouth
Yeah, I reign from The Chi, yo, town on a drought
Precise with the math y'all niggas can't count
Ball on the game, then a nigga gotta bounce
I push them eigth all the way to an ounce
Get caught it's a ticket don't open yo mouth
I'm tryna put it in that girl mouth
Then when I'm done, gotta put it in a pouch
My dick so thorough, only moans no ouch
Shawty made me mad, left a stain on my shirt
We call it even, cause I bust on her skirt, Get whatever you need,
You gotta shop in the mornin Cause late at night, that liquor I be pourin'
Go straight to voicemail, I'm fuckin' or I'm snorin
Start spitting myself, cause most these niggas be borin'
Closet full of kicks, like I signed with Jordan
Had to find a new plug, the old one got deported
Bout to flex, cause BornClean could afford it
Like a kid with no parents, no one would support him
Pushin' these packs and raisin' my Fam
Plus I beWorkin' all goddamn day, only when I smoke is when I get a break
But I can't complain about shit today, cause I'm

Flippin' Dem P's, stackin' those G's all day Every day, nigga, I get paid
Come get some, I got good smoke If you got that cash, we can make that trade
Give two shits about what people say It won't make me shit, so I won't change
Gotta raise the bar so fuckin' high No one in my zone would try to fade
Flippin' Dem P's, stackin' on G's all day Every day, nigga, I get paid
Come get some, I got good smoke If you got some too, we can make that trade
Give two shits about what people say It won't make me shit, so I won't change
Gotta raise the bar so fuckin' high No one in my zone would try to fade

Written by:
Gregory Williams

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