Floaty

Fat folks ****, damn

Fat folks ****, yeah

Aye, I get money ****, but you broke get a job man this bitch been tryna fuck, she found out I'm finna sign

Man I hate when **** send they loc and never come outside

AR pistol on me let off 23. I feel like rod

We get bands around here

Robbing outsiders, bring your mans around here

You can't even hit yo bitch, she getting slammed around here

Fuck you on the block for, can't even stand around here

**** get from around here

Ain't no rules, catch you with yo kids, shooting up the whip

Got my nut off, she begging me to stay, I'm finna dip

Boy you doing something wrong, got off the road with a strip

Smoking out the bow, you ain't even smoking out the zip

And I know these **** plotting so I'm watching how I'm moving

Hot head ****, but this chopper got a cooler

I'm swerving in the striker damn near crashed, I be fooling

I hate when **** say they finna slide and never do it

All that talking crazy, I would hate to have to smack you up

if she ain't tryna fuck, give her a dollar, tell her cash the buss

He slid in the TRX and I fapped the truck,

Then he crashed the truck, thought he had em one

She said she ain't shaking ass, bitch you acting lame for what

Said she finna cut me off, bitch I never gave a fuck

Begging on the gram, hop outside the whip and give him slugs

And I ain't never going broke, I get that pape and stack it up

I just pulled your girlfriend off the white sticks

**** why you acting like a bitch, this ain't white chicks

**** tried to scrap, I had to pop em, **** fight this

Catch you riding on that BMX and get your bike hit

I got motion, still a opp and get up on em, leave him toasted

Turn him into some hot food, cause we gon' blow him

If ain't got the blick have my bitch blow him

If I got white opps, I'm knocking **** out they rick owens

Almost took a **** life, that bitch clicked on him

He thought I was done shooting, I done flipped on him

I got two clips, don't say the wrong shit, my **** ruthless

The opps say they tryna hoop right now, come on let's do it

**** you a bitch, you got a gun and ain't gone shoot it

I'll run a **** down and draw the tech, but we ain't hooping

I been running up a check, but I ain't losing weight

Boog took me to the gun shop and told me choose a K

I ain't take advantage of a rapper, but I use the drake

I just told a opp I'm on his ass, got him moving states

Cook eight batches at one time, I got a big stove

Bust a **** head for the buffs, ****, rip cov