armani white - flip lyrics
i’m gabby douglas on a big wheel n-gg-
f-ck is you talkin’ bout?
… aaaand i don’t have my charger
(build:)
cocaine, don’t know where i’d be without the
dope game, i still leave my t-shirts with my
old thang, and i ain’t splitting sh-t i need the
whole thang, whole thang! whole thang!
(pre verse:)
they can’t kick on my hunnit block
stop selling weed to the undy cop
i could sell the seeds to a money stock
and i bet could sell it back right when the money drop
betch can’t betch can’t
(hook:)
flip how i flip
flip how i flip your be can’t
flip how i flip
flip how i flip your weed can’t
flip how i flip
flip how i flip no we can’t
flip how i flip
flip how i flip
(verse:)
said i ain’t f-ckin with that b-tch cuz she a user/ (you’s a f-cking user)
he got money uh? what the f-ck they want me fuh?
she don’t love me, uh. she just know i’m coming up!
i still let her flip my numbers cuz it’s rummikub
shout my lil b-tch in the bay, wait, shout my lil b-tch in the state, yeah
down by the river to -bang lil bay-, i still ain’t visit a -bank de bank-
i shotput a tick in the tick to bang the lane and lane switch
trampoline the-rang flip, i changed the name to cambridge
(pre chorus:)
(f-ck outta here) thumbing thru the bands
found out i was cheating now she running to my mans
second time this month that youngins running thru of strands
i should make a play for what them numbers jumping thru my hands your b can’t
(hook:)
flip how i flip
flip how i flip your b can’t
flip how i flip
flip how i flip your weed can’t
flip how i flip
flip how i flip no we can’t
flip how i flip
flip how i flip
(verse:)
this that sh-t that got my rebound shorty cursing out my dip
this that hit play it may get that mixtape stolen out my whip
i make flips
then i dip
ice stay swollen off my wrist
i’m still midas how my shot is, it’s still golden when i brick
take my pic
treat my ct like the ambulance
i feed the needles, bleeders, sweetener it like insulin
betcha dat number do double the budget that’s coming thru
i’m not them n-gg-s you run into i went from
lunchables, crustables, jumping a bus or, to
pulling whips out like ms. trunchbull, shoving thru
cocaine, don’t know where i’d be without the
dope game, i still leave my t-shirts with my
old thang, and i ain’t splitting sh-t i need the
whole thang, whole thang! whole thang!
(pre chorus:)
(f-ck outta here) thumbing thru the bands
found out i was cheating now she running to my mans
second time this month that youngins running thru of strands
i should make a play for what them numbers jumping thru my hands your b can’t
(hook:)
flip how i flip
flip how i flip your b can’t
flip how i flip
flip how i flip your weed can’t
flip how i flip
flip how i flip no we can’t
flip how i flip
flip how i flip
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