SHOWOUT - Killer Flow

I'm not sipping wacki
This shit is coffe
I double cup as I fast
Fishin for bass
Captain Hook her
While I'm grabbing her ass
A stick and a mag
Is how I wake up in the morning
When I'm grabbing the bags
Trips to the class, double down just to pass
Smoke a lit pack have you higher then a jet pack
Triple A deps is what I sell
Catch it in the mail
4 points for every sale
Fed ex, UPS it don't matter
50/50 chance It make it
I'll never snake em
Send the cheese any style
PayPal I'll never take it
Apple pay better
So much bread on my phone
I had my shorty collect it
Can't even see
Trippin off of LSD
While luv sucking me harder
Then a Sunny D
Slurpe wild
Hitting up 7/11 just to
Get a black in mild
It's dinner time
My granny said stay away from them strippers
But I love a go get her
Soul sister
That cook soul food
And she wanna real nigga.
Ima real steppa, Big Flexa, when I
Walk in the room I don't need Alexa.
Killer flow
What you know about swiping the extras and making another bowl,
Scanning the room making sure nobody is killer tho
Peeping if his girl a eater and she really wanna go
I luv some snow
Put a bow on top
And give her Dope
She got he fat ass bouncing and she love hoe
Good D will have her singing
High stepping and praying for hope
Indigo got her bopping
Head nodding
Shorty never stopping
She want love but I'm toxic I'm just being honest sonic
Eating just because I hit the chronic
Pop it
Lock it
Unloading and reloading because Bruh getting outta pocket
Killer flow
What you know?
I've seen many niggas sell they soul.
Ohh you worth a dollar
PPmpin ways
Have these niggas out they way
That Nigga yay
Looking left and right
That Nigga dazed
Looking for plays while baby chew on me like a glaze
Now bring it back
Uh, UH
Now bring it back
I'm not sipping wacki
This shit is coffe
I double cup as I fast
Fishin for bass
Captain Hook her
While I'm grabbing her ass
A stick and a mag
Is how I wake up in the morning when I'm grabbing the bags
This shit is always gas
You might find some extras P's in the back I just gave a tutorial how to trap
Nigga this is raw rap
And I still trap Nigga
Aye granny! Kill the beat Nigga
I need that holy water
I think I smell a rat
Double that
I knew should've set a trap.
I never lack
Double wrap
So the bag never link
When we sendin him back.
Crack killa, dealer, real sinner
But yo a baby bread winner
That's what a regular day look like
Stop worrying what the fuck in my double cup
I don't double cup wakki
This shit is coffee nigga
Uhhh
Fuck wrong with you nigga.

Written by:
Tyree Hanson

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