Flage Gone Mad

Go (flage) Your steppers Need to start pressin' pills to live up to they title I'm Simon Cowell to these niggas on American Idol I hit Givenchy all black playin' Scrubs on vinyl Had a black Urus at 18 somebody go ask Nigel I scraped my Tesla the other week I blamed it on Queen Naija X marks the spot didn't need to buy a metal detector I'm with the 5-star gang I'm finna call Lester G6 kicked in I ain't blink yet now my eyes hurt Fucked the bitch she asked me for a tip now I'm givin' wise words Nigga asked for a fade I had scratched my head Choppa swing with this right arm Glock made him use his legs 70,000 on a steering wheel my pockets made of steel Never breaking like a high-speed chase running from the jakes I see more hundreds on the front end than I see black bitch lace Chanel shiesty so they really shy when I hide my face Can't go boys won't go boys Know what I sayin' Whatever you wanna call it on go boys it's all the same shit Come on nigga it's 'crete bitch Called a 20-ounce Sheck Wes shit way too muddy I'd wring my bitch out by the neck if she got too buddy-buddy Heard these niggas put me on they level now I got to 10-up 'em Crack they hoes and crack them niggas bones walk out like fuck 'em I had the pole in both of my hands like I'm tryna chin up it Put my whole arm in her pussy made that bitch my muppet (ew) Made that bitch my puppet Eat it all off a Adderall shit I missed a spot 20,000 in the cup holder still spillin' over Karahbooo off two X pills and she still half sober Damn ain't that something Funny how you niggas say you run shit we the ones running SK-17 under my armpit we the ones dumping We the ones that pack Balenci bags lookin' fat like dumplings Black and white diamonds at least MLK died for something It's us Know that