billy hawkins - flock lyrics
[verse]
p+ssy popper
young waka flocka
we shakin’ like maracas
don’t forget sinatra
my b+tch is like rihanna
betty yet beyoncé
had to take her top off, gun shots’a pop off
mi nuh f+ck ’round with dem bwoy dem, dem
bwoy dem get chop off
tell di bwoy fi gwaan fi him
gyal and suck him bloodclaat
d+ck stains let my d+ck hang like a nunchuk
anyway, i can’t b+tch, i’m just tryna get my nut sucked
hah, so f+ck luck
b+tch, it’s pure sk!ll when i gun bust
glocks like .50 on my n+ggas, acupuncture
f+ck like, it’s a sh+t night
get your mind right, only way a n+gga coolin’ if i get high, right?
high up in the sky, right?
motherf+cka’ cloud all my n+ggas in the ground right now
and i bash like zao, like pow
mind within the comic, i’m so high right now
so pass that
skinny motherf+cker, won’t you tell me where the cash at?
i’m about to end a n+gga life so where the stash at?
got about 20 f+ckin’ mil’, just chilling in my backpack
call a fat b+tch then i hit it in her ass crack
[outro: tyler, the creator]
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