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cookalicious - on the flow lyrics

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[hook – mc galvy]

i am i am i am i am
i am on the flow
you can’t you can’t you can’t you can’t
interrupt this flow

here we go
knock the door
say they want more

til we on tour
til we til we on tour (x2)

[verse 1 – mc galvy]

i was feeling it
til you had to bring your mother
she k!lled the mood
so i had to cut her

out of my party
we hoppin’ out this audi
you went home with her?
yah probly bobby (hah)

you found a douche bag
you would probly date em
everyone else in the whole school hates em’ (i hate em)

and the stupid little skinny kids
probly wanna fake em
but they don’t have the gains
so they can never take em

i don’t wanna state em
but you probly wanna play em
all the the girls in cl-ss
go on instagram and rate em

all the guys in the cl-ss
try to imitate em
but you never gonna break em
you don’t got the trates uh

pull the audi in the drive way

1st gear to 60, we can do it my way

take a sharp turn, now it’s side ways

eyes on the road well, you could call it eye play

[hook 1 – mc galvy]

i am i am i am i am
i am on the flow
you can’t you can’t you can’t you can’t
interrupt this flow

here we go
knock the door
say they want more

til we on tour
til we til we on tour (x2)

[verse 2 – mc galvy]

i’m flippin it livin it
comin and k!llin it
you know you feelin it
real estate billen it
icing be fillin’ it
you know i real in it
science put bill in it
we be chill in it
(yeah)
(we be chill in it)

it’s the xv 5!

[verse 3 – cookalicious]

one thing i gotta get straight
this is my flow and you can’t imitate
freshmen rappers wanna be me so bad
cuz they see i got the money and the pad

pull up in my white tee, girls wanna wife me
gotta cut these girls off, p-ss the knife please?

can’t take it anymore, rap makin me sore
and i don’t think anyone cares anymore

“when’s xv dropping?!”
when i say it does
“how do you afford all this shopping?”
you hang with players cuz!

everyone my age is fake and i can’t deal with it!
i dont care if this sucks imma still spit it!

if i keep living like this how far can i go?
i might get so rich and pull a marlyn monroe
top floor penthouse so i can see far below
all this syrup in my cup is why i’m talkin so slow
all these figures in my bank is why my chain hang so low
all my songs are so fire but my ice is like snow!
treat every meal, like it death row
vegas, sell out a show

they all hate on me untill i pull up in a designer ride
not on a record label because it’s either sign or die
dont date these girls its always “who’s the finer guy?”
pop anyone who talk down so even the minors die!

got the game in a headlock
but i ain’t wrestlin’
designer suits is all that im dressed in
its not to show off its just what i look best in
and i can afford it all cuz of my investin’!

[interlude – cookalicious]

they hated me for making joke songs and told me to make it serious
lack of originality, is that why y’all delirious?
y’all hopped on when i blew up so have more experience-
why these rappers blow up i dont know but im curious-

one problem in life is this album failing
i keep my fans close but my haters prevailing
moved to cali but it’s h-town i been hailing
pathed a path for all the tracks that i’m railing

prepare to makeway for the tacks that im nailing
we make the trends, y’all just be trailing
promise to anyone who lacks im impailing
do my own raps in this game im derailing

- cookalicious lyrics

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