Finessing Flash - Tryna Score

Big ass H you know i'm a HotBoy
This big ass glock stop a nigga this bitch a cop boy
How he say he yo brother he ain't gon ride for you
I took his bitch off the hey nigga i'm like Tom Sawyer
I got a roll in my pocket I need a lot more
They won't let me in the building I'm knocking down the door
Bitch i'm tryna score
I'm calling Tavi he fucking up New York
Bitch i'm tryna score
I'm calling Tavi he fucking up New York
Aye
Can't keep fucking wit them same lame niggas
I want a roll in my pocket I don't want no fame nigga
Put this bitch to his head and knock out his brains nigga
I swear a lot of shit could've changed me I'm still the same nigga
Yeah
Won't let it change me i'm still the same ole flash
Just got bigger bag
just like DB you aint even gotta ask
These bitches throwin ass
Since I got racks
I'm finna throw this cash
All a nigga want is pape that shit the only task
Aye
And thats all i'm really on
If you see me at yo party I got that shit on
Turn my back on a bitch like I got on V lone
All I did was smiled at the bitch and I know she coming home
Cuz I'm hot nigga
Big ass H you know i'm a HotBoy
This big ass glock stop a nigga this bitch a cop boy
How he say he yo brother he ain't gon ride for you
I took his bitch off the hey nigga i'm like Tom Sawyer
I got a roll in my pocket I need a lot more
They won't let me in the building i'm knocking down the door
Bitch i'm tryna score
I'm calling Tavi he fucking up New York
Bitch i'm tryna score
I'm calling Tavi he fucking up New York

Written by:
Finessing Flash

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