Flock At the Flockas

Is this Glvck?

Everything dead

Grrah, look

Move, look, ha, damn

Move, look, ha, look

Move, look, ha, look, bitch, damn

Move, look, ha

Move, look, ha, look, look, look

Why would I lack if I be in the streets?

Better duck when you run into me

When I catch Kay Flock he gettin' boomed

I said, "Dougz, you go wit' him too"

Y'all **** is pussy, y'all **** is fools (Pussy)

'Cause y'all know what the Os really do

We bend wit' Flockas so you better move (Uh-huh, uh-huh)

And the cuzz in the back, he gon oot'

No, I'm not Hat, but Sugar me or shoot me (Look)

In the spot, wit' a whole lotta smoochies (Uh-huh, uh-huh)

Bitch wanna suck me, this bitch wanna do me (Damn)

TJ in the cut and that **** a oota' (Grrah, grrah-grrah)

Yeah, I'ma oota' so you better pick

Thirty in the cut and that **** don't miss

When you see us then you better dip

Edot my brother, I'm takin' that risk

Yeah, I'ma oota so put it on my back (Uh-huh)

When you see me, don't give me a dap (Grrah, grrah-grrah)

Lotti my son, better up it and move

If you don't, then you gettin' boomed, look

And y'all know what I jack

It's a whole lotta' opps where I'm at

I see a opper and he gettin' clapped (Grrt, grrah)

So pass me the strap (Boom)