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Big Yavo & Rylo Rodriguez - Flip Phone (Official Music Video)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Big Yavo
Big Yavo
Vocals
Rylo Rodriguez
Rylo Rodriguez
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tavis Moore
Tavis Moore
Songwriter
Yaven Mannie Mauldin
Yaven Mannie Mauldin
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Tavis Moore
Tavis Moore
Producer
Tav
Tav
Producer
Xavier "Eks" Haynes
Xavier "Eks" Haynes
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

See, I been fly 'Fore I walked in the booth, I been high for sure Yeah, say Look, two things I love to do is get that money, put that shit on And if I don't blow with this rap, go cop a brick and buy a flip phone I wake up and brush my teeth Grab my glock and put my wrist on Can't forget that cuban Make her get naked, but she jewish Bitch, I be ballin' like I'm Stewie That peso language, I speak fluent And she claim she don't sell pussy But for that check, she gon' just do it Ayy, that money, i get to it Ayy, that money, i thumb through it And I'm in her with that glock, but fn lighter just like fluid Just found out that she a slut But all my partners say they knew it Yeah, rylo say she been one Know she a ho, so we run through her Ayy, and get that, let me run it back Nigga, I'm talking 'bout a running back These niggas shoot in the air like we runnin' track Nigga, I ain't taking no chain, ain't know none of that Ayy, this wockhardt, not no cognac I know you a groupie, ho, where yo' phone at? I made 10k, yeah, just this morning In love with the money, shit got me moanin' When I count it, shit make me horny Load up, let's spin with titties and dick When I spot 'em, hop out and I shoot me a flick Hold that bitch with two hands, that's how you hit 'em with switch Two things I love to do is get that money, put that shit on And if I don't blow with this rap, go cop a brick and buy a flip phone I wake up and brush my teeth Grab my glock and put my wrist on Can't forget that cuban Make her get naked, but she jewish, ayy Sent bitch grandma in walgreens for mud use I ain't romantic, lil' ho, don't touch me I been like this since Hug juice Been like this since frozen cups 65 in, don't fill the whole drum up Auntie and cousin boosters, no They not no soccer moms, so plug a goal for us They hidin' on they block with it Bullets flyin', we in the cockpit They tryna slide, he murked his dog by accident They think the opps did it Runnin' the wrong way Seen stick-ups turn to shakedowns Get a cool spot, know your phone straight Dissin' cause he safe, he ain't no opp, his ass a home plate Mobile, we'll jug somethin', we ain't learn to scam I'm with yavo, like a chef who can't cook, he straight birmingham His bitch might, "you up?" We fuck, she screamin' loud, but we be on the hush Never shot a fully Take that switch out his hand 'fore he shoot one of us Look, two things I love to do is get that money, put that shit on And if I don't blow with this rap, go cop a brick and buy a flip phone I wake up and brush my teeth Grab my glock and put my wrist on Can't forget that cuban Make her get naked, but she jewish, ayy Look, two things I love to do is get that money, put that shit on And if I don't blow with this rap, go cop a brick and buy a flip phone I wake up and brush my teeth Grab my glock and put my wrist on Can't forget that cuban Make her get naked, but she jewish, ayy
Writer(s): Mauldin Yaven Mannie, Tavis Moore Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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