halfmari - flokk lyrics
[intro]
i’m getting money like buddha, pass an alley to my shooter
i can pull up on a scooter, 32, they go do ya
i been focused on the mulah
i been focused on just gettin’ sh+t
[chorus]
took a lot to get this rich
take a lot to get this lit, on my block, you get dismissed
i was down my songs did sh+t, took a step december 5th
she could not not be a myth, and that slop got me so sick
n+ggas be talkin’ but what they gon’ say now
sellin’ sh+t, send the tips to my paypal
ain’t have paper, but me, i got pape now
feel like baby, a baddie, i lay down
b+tches flokk, they name is pasto
in the kitchen cookin’ like i’m clayco
send em pink heartz like i’m faygo
forgot the kink parts, that’s a great hoe
[verse 1]
kickin’ these n+ggas like bruce, yeah
kickin’ these n+ggas like jet li
kickin’ them b+tches like..
bet that hoe can’t text me
no, she could not arrest me
and i hop in that truck, i’m with wesley
yeah, my b+tch wanna s+x me
yeah, hop in that truck, i’m with cat
yeah, ride around in the big mac
had to move around, all these b+tches chit+chat
flair on my n+ggas, you n+ggas get smacked
i’m amiri and mari, get you whacked
all my n+ggas been ballin’, that’s a big fact
and my money too tall, that sh+t big fat, yeah
[chorus]
yo, took a lot to get this rich
take a lot to get this lit, on my block, you get dismissed
i was down my songs did sh+t, took a step december 5th
she could not not be a myth, and that slop got me so sick
[verse 2]
you can watch me, my n+ggas been ballin’ so sick
and i’m kickin’ that hoe cause these b+tches ain’t sh+t
leavin’ her man in the ditch
he gon wake up in hospital bed with stitch, yeah
now that n+gga been p+ssed
how many opens i did, about six
shawty, she eatin’ me up like some trix, yeah
uh, i’m flyin’ with a flock
all my n+ggas on the block
feel like carti, got a glock
feel like carti, hide it in my sock
pull up to the crib, i just want the top
he just dropped the mixtape and it flopped
i don’t want your b+tch cause that hoe a bop, yeah, yeah
[chorus]
yo, took a lot to get this rich
take a lot to get this lit, on my block, you get dismissed
i was down my songs did sh+t, took a step december 5th
she could not not be a myth, and that slop got me so sick
n+ggas be talkin’ but what they gon’ say now
sellin’ sh+t, send the tips to my paypal
ain’t have paper, but me, i got pape now
feel like baby, a baddie, i lay down
b+tches flokk, they name is pasto
in the kitchen cookin’ like i’m clayco
send em pink heartz like i’m faygo
forgot the kink parts, that’s a great hoe
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