Finessing Flash - Flash n Ish (feat. Ish DaKid)

Aye I’m finna trip
Ballin on broke niggas like Kobe vs the Knicks
Yeah this ain’t football he gon get blitz
Feeling like Sahbabi we gon pull up wit a stick
When I pull up with the strap I ain’t missing shit
When I pull up with a mask I ain’t social distancing
You gon take a nap I ain’t leaving no witnesses
Thought it was popeye’s how we brought the chicken in
Flash and Ish back to back you know it’s bout to go
She told me put it in there slow like a finger roll
How she riding on the dick it’s like a rodeo
Told her ass to bounce on the dick like its a pogo
Left wholes in that nigga clothes like some cheerios
You know how it go knock em down like some dominoes
I'm with flash we need the cash we need all the pros
Aiming at ya nose nigga we ain’t aiming at ya toes
I know I’m flash not ricky I’m not gon run
Treat a opp like I play golf put a whole in one
How I’m getting to the racks they all and one’s
All these karats came from Danyani not golden sun
Fuck the opps they know better than to throw shots at us
Fuck a thot they know that I never cuff a slut
I’ll up a knot I keep a roll and a blicky tucked
I’m a motherfucker and yo momma is fine as fuck
Aye never broke again but I ain’t lil top
If a nigga knock the nigga hat to his socks
She let me smack down raw and I ain’t the rock
Scored on her off the post nigga I ain’t on the block
I’ma dancing ass nigga but I keep one up top
Don’t think cuz I sing that yo ass won’t get shot
Boy you federal don’t ask what kind of gun I got
You’ll never know unless I pull it out and let it rock
Hotboy but it get freezing
Young nigga all about his green like Luigi
He get crossed over just for reaching
Fuck was he thinking
Got niggas screaming defense
Told her I won’t cuff and she know I’m misleading
Chop a nigga feet off he gon be defeated
Cut a nigga lip off like ain’t no speaking
Stepback up strap if I see you reaching
Aye coulda had his bitch I ain’t wanna hit her
When she send a text leave her on read like whats on Clifford
She want to go to LA you know I had to clip her
What future said give a fuck if they was real sisters
Yo bitch was hungry ate my dick like some dinner
I be quick to cut into a bitch like a pair of scissors
Caught a opp he got dropped pub g chicken dinner
Nigga fuck the opps and fuck whoever hanging with em
Do I look like a button bitch don’t tap
Tryna put me between her buns like a Krabby patty
I get it popping in this bitch like my hair was nappy
Riding in this coupe now I’m really stunting like my daddy
Nutted in a few bitches I think that I’ma pappy
What the fuck you think I’m finna do you throw the cheeks at me
I can never text a bitch back now they unhappy
My momma said I ain’t shit just like my daddy

Written by:
Finessing Flash, Ish DaKid

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