Flight Gang G.A. - White Low's

Went from old school Chevy's to new Porsches
Couldn't walk a mile in these white air forces
Yeah
And you ain't seen what I seen
I can fit like 40 thou In some Tulones jeans
Ay
Solo in this Porsche or in that Vette with Deezy
Ay in that scat with Sam we make this shit look easy
They like how they get them cars, them niggas can't believe it
Ridin round makin plays, servin, bumpin Young Jeezy
Ay realest nigga in it, u already know
Trapper of the year, 4 times in a row
Nigga tying up my line he callling bout his hoe
I hit her 4 times and then I'm kool won't call her back no more
Every time I hit the city I hit somebody hoe
Ay Free Tom, Latham court i'm pullin up on los, Free Tom Tom
Them niggas having all that money say we do the most
I ain't did enough till I'm on 84 inside a ghost, I swear to GOD
Ay Sold a 100 p's in some white ones
Rob who? Yeah Alright you got the right one
Solo or with the guys u bet not try nothing
i shoot the club up ain't in no shape ain't tryna fight nun
Ay nigga know me from the bottom of the map
Got a 50 round clip on the bottom of the strap
Heyyyyy
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Errbody wit me with it you know errbody strapped
Make the wrong move errbody gettin wacked
Heyyyyy
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Got the city on smash, rollie with the big rocks
Trap nigga baby i don't do no dancing on no tik tok
Invite me to yo party that mean I'm walkin in with a big glock
I came in this hoe koolin, nigga fuck around and get shot
I'm strapped up, I'm iced out
A nigga play, it's lights out
Made a kool quarter mill, middle of the pandemic
Hit the lot left in a foreign then I went got that hoe tinted
I be in it corner bending, bad bitch with me in it
Off the top, getting top, kick that hoe out when I finish
The jack boys say they gon rob
But on the real fuck nigga, yal don't want these problems
Ay nigga know me from the bottom of the map
Got a 50 round clip on the bottom of the strap
Heyyyyy
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Errbody wit me with it you know errbody strapped
Make the wrong move errbody gettin wacked
Heyyyyy
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Zombie, you're a genius

Written by:
Darius Harris

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