Flacko444 - NO SELL

Tell the bank teller I need me some twenties some fifties some hundreds
I need me some rolls
I need me that ZL1 I am the chosen one break that bitch heart
I won't buy her no rose
These Instagram bitches they listen to Flacko
I tell that lil bitch to put white on her toes
My family need riches I'm counting these benjis
I promise my mama I'm not selling my soul
Take a bad bitch to the Vortex
We sipping on drinks that we can't even pronounce yet
My blick look like I play for Apex
This blunt got us high like we fly on a leer jet
She love me so she don't want safe sex
I stretch that lil bitch out like she is some Hi-Tech
She call up my phone cause I don't text
This purple heart the CDG like a war vet
This purple heart the CDG
I'm a hot boy 10th degree
You could never shit on me
Want a verse it cost a fee
I just blow a lot of tree
Kick ya bitch out like a G
Tell that bitch it's ce la vie
Tell the bank teller I need me some twenties some fifties some hundreds
I need me some rolls
I need me that ZL1 I am the chosen one break that bitch heart
I won't buy her no rose
These Instagram bitches they listen to Flacko
I tell that lil bitch to put white on her toes
My family need riches I'm counting these benjis
I promise my mama I'm not selling my soul
My bitch she rocking a red wig she came out the crib like a Super Saiyan God
I don't do shit while you do the most I know that you niggas gotta be tired
All of my niggas we strapped up like aftermarket seats we slide in some Brides
I just asked my brudda Spook man why these niggas putting on facades
I heard you a sellout
I know you can't bail out I know you can't bail out
I'm rolling this wood up
Like weed is my good luck too high to stay down
My lifestyle getting heavy
A flight to the telly she like how that sound
Like Nas back in Belly
I'm living life righteous you niggas some clowns
I go to the moon to the moon to the moon to the moon to the mufucking moon
You know that I see everything with my third eye
Cause I been on mufucking shrooms
I don't do beef rap that diss
You can keep that cause I am not mufucking Doom
I really don't network cause these niggas fake
And I treat them like mufucking cartoons
Tell the bank teller I need me some twenties some fifties some hundreds
I need me some rolls
I need me that ZL1 I am the chosen one break that bitch heart
I won't buy her no rose
These Instagram bitches they listen to Flacko
I tell that lil bitch to put white on her toes
My family need riches I'm counting these benjis
I promise my mama I'm not selling my soul

Written by:
Erius Keith

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